Hotel Jardin Ste-Anne
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Already Butchering The Language
I awoke with a start that morning. I think it was because my nostrils were telling me that the air I was breathing was that distinctive scent which could only be identified as hotel room. That's when it registered with my brain that the flying was over and the trip could begin.
I told Tom that it was time to get up. He was having trouble ( …
Looking For Caves And Visiting A Church
The clouds that had covered the sky from the day before were still there when we awoke. However, the forecast for the day called for clear skies, only to be followed by a full day of rain the next day. We headed downstairs to eat the breakfast included in the price of our room and plan the day's activities. The breakfast wasn't much more than a …
Our French Reaches A New Low
The rain that had been promised arrived during the night. I awoke to the sound of raindrops hitting the double paned windows of our room. "Well," I thought, “caving is out for today.” Tom came to the same conclusion, but for a different reason. He had come down with a cold and wasn't feeling up to trudging through a wet cave. He …
Francophone Quebec
... with a strong accent and local vocabulary. They think French French rather posh. Communicating in English is a fail safe!
our small hotel was walking distance from the old town and surrounded by useful shops and resturants. We followed the hotelier's advice for resturants, not knowing any better, and had two great American brunches and three evening meals, influenced by French, American ( super-burgers) and Italian cuisine- the last to celebrate Peter's ...
Frencher than France
... apparently. After we felt refreshed, we went across the road to a nice little art gallery which stocked local paintings of the city, and Helen stocked up on some prints. We then headed to the port area to a local farmers market. It was winding down because it was after 5 by this time, but it was still fascinating; they had lots of meats and chocolates and flowers and oils, and also a jewellery stall which had earrings made out of real butterfly wings. They ...