The title of this post may not be a direct quote, but it’s the essence of a sign I saw for the upcoming winter carnival here in Quebec City. And I think that statement goes a long way toward explaining … Continue reading
Ah, I guess some things are similar to home. The sun came out and the cold came. It’s much more dramatic here but it’s the same pattern. Those darn clouds may keep out our friendly sun but they blanket the … Continue reading
Usually my Museum breaks in cities are timed to rainy days. London for instance has a million museums, which is good because it will rain (and rain some more for emphasis). Those first trips to London was where my practice … Continue reading
I have to start this one by saying that I’m incredibly biased. I grew up in Middle Georgia where you’re lucky if it snows at all in a given year. When snow was predicted, it always involved a caveat that … Continue reading
Wow, I guess my adventure in packing the other night tired me out more than I expected because as a perennial night owl, going to bed after midnight is not the end of the world for me. Yet I found I slept … Continue reading
I have to say that I’m quite impressed with Quebec City’s New Year’s eve party despite the relatively little press I could find on it. Perhaps that’s simply owed to language, i.e. maybe if I had searched using French terms … Continue reading
Well, after a long, long sleep, I got a late start to the day here in Quebec, but that sleep was fantastic. There was only one room-mate in my room last night (looks like two tonight) and he must have … Continue reading
No doubt there’s a fine art to packing that I’ve never mastered. When I was younger and visited my grandmother, I practically re-invented my environment there, taking many times what anyone else would have carted for a month much less … Continue reading
