I've heard some people get fatigued from looking at all the old buildings in Europe. For me,I wish I could stop and take a picture of every multicolored house I see but I would never get anywhere. There's an assortment of every shade of pastel used and it's always in contrast to the trim for the window and the doors. Often, the metal roof will be painted.its stunning to see house after house throughout the countryside. In each town, matter how small, there's a massive church with spires soaring into the sky. In saskatchewan, I would know I was close to a town with the grain elevators, here, it's the spires I see over the treelike. The morning was freezing but mid morning on was nice and toasty. I took on the maritime museum of Quebec in Islet.
Nice little museum. One of the townsfolk explored the arctic extensively in the early '20s. I only had 80 km to do so it was a casual day. I arrived in St.Roch and my hosts weren't home yet so I napped in the camper I was to use. Later I met Steve, Lucie, Eloi, and Arude. We started off in English then settled in on French. They get a few visitors each summer and it seems the x-Canada tours are usually English speakers. The teenagers spoke rapid fire French so I had no hope but Lucie was kind enough to slow down. She allowed me to heat my soup up which was a real luxury for me! There was a piano and guitar in the house so I was able to get a little music in. Steve is a professor but is going to Haiti for 3 months, then coming back to look for something different. Their backyard is right on the St .Lawrence and the view is spectacular. It was a thoroughly pleasant evening and I loved the shower and the warmth of the camper. I feel like I got to experience an authentic québécois family dinner. I creep out early the next morning to get a jump start on the long haul to New Brunswick in the morning.
Nice little museum. One of the townsfolk explored the arctic extensively in the early '20s. I only had 80 km to do so it was a casual day. I arrived in St.Roch and my hosts weren't home yet so I napped in the camper I was to use. Later I met Steve, Lucie, Eloi, and Arude. We started off in English then settled in on French. They get a few visitors each summer and it seems the x-Canada tours are usually English speakers. The teenagers spoke rapid fire French so I had no hope but Lucie was kind enough to slow down. She allowed me to heat my soup up which was a real luxury for me! There was a piano and guitar in the house so I was able to get a little music in. Steve is a professor but is going to Haiti for 3 months, then coming back to look for something different. Their backyard is right on the St .Lawrence and the view is spectacular. It was a thoroughly pleasant evening and I loved the shower and the warmth of the camper. I feel like I got to experience an authentic québécois family dinner. I creep out early the next morning to get a jump start on the long haul to New Brunswick in the morning.