It’s time to complete blogging about our Canada trip from way back in October 2016 before another trip comes and I’m even more behind than ever. I tell you, it truly is easier to blog while in the moment. As soon as I’m home again I have more things to distract me and blogging takes a back burner.
During the last week in Quebec, we spent one very wet and rainy day at the Les Galeries de la Capitale. It is a huge mall, complete with an indoor amusement park and a hockey rink. Natasha and I rode the roller coaster, which goes all around the upper level, and Natasha also rode the carousel and climbed around in the obstacle course climbing section. It’s really a great thing to have when winters are so long up north and you can’t do outside playgrounds very easily. It’s such an ingenious idea.
We also admired the chocolates, but eventually had some sushi and gelato, before wandering around in the bookstore. Most everything was in French, but that’s okay. Bookstores are always lovely.
I have one more post coming with pictures of the Old City in Quebec, and I think you’ll like the conclusion of our time in Canada. :)
Just a street or so over from our AirBnB house in Québec City, was the Traditional Huron Site of Wendake. One crisp morning right after Lincoln went down for his morning nap, Natasha and I biked over for a tour of the Indian Camp. It was such a fun little visit; with wood smoke drifting around, and the scent of a delicious soup in the air coming from the restaurant.
They have tours in French, English and Spanish. Our tour guide was very sweet and let Natasha wear her fur during the little walk around camp.
I had no idea Long Houses were truly this tall. They’re built tall so the smoke can gather at the top versus the bottom where the living quarters are.
For some reason, their smoke house particularly caught my attention. Probably because our guide explained to us how they not only smoked, but dried fish and then mixed the dried fish with animal fat to make “pemmican“. Daniel made a rather tasty modern version of pemmican when we were living in Panama so it was fun to have that connection.
As a young girl, my passion was pioneers, early settlers and anything related to the 18th-19th century. Naturally, Indians fall in that category. So the whole experience was particularly interesting for me, and I loved seeing the clothing and domestic items on display.
It was a fun morning outing for me and my girlie. :)
We have concluded our time in Canada for 2016 and are now back home in the States soaking up what’s left of a gorgeous fall. But I will continue to post about our Québec adventure to be fully caught up. It may take longer than I’d like and be more spread out, but I’ll try. :)
On one of the warmer days back in October we went hiking to take full advantage of the amazing weather. About 45 minutes north of our AirBnB home in Québec was the Jacques-Cartier National Park with many hiking trails of varying degrees of difficulty, canoeing, kayaking, etc… Natasha was hesitant to go “on a walk”, but if you get her imagination going, she’s ready for anything. For this particular hike, she was transported to Narnia and was having a grand time climbing over the rocks in the creek. Daniel has been reading through the Chronicles of Narnia series again, and she felt very Narnian in the woods with her walking stick.
She declared it “one of the best days ever”. Which was fun to hear.
A couple Sundays ago we headed to the Residence of the Governor General at the Citadelle of Québec for the afternoon* for a fall celebration. There were some acrobats, jugglers, a tour of the Governor’s residence, a brass quintet, samples of apple juice, face painting and general fun activities happening. We thought it would be much busier, but it turned out to be a rather laid back, easy going event.
*Do you sense a pattern here? We go out in the afternoons. It’s easier that way since the smallest person in our group, i.e. the baby, needs his morning nap. That’s one change with being a family of four and having a baby in tow. It is kind of nice since we get to eat lunch at home, tidy the kitchen and then go off adventuring.
Back to the fall festival. First off, a maple leaf was painted on Natasha’s cheek. I thought it quite appropriate, and glad she selected it.
The face painting station was set up right outside of the main entrance for the residence tour. There was no way I was going to play tourist and go right up in front of the guards to snap a picture, but it was easy to do at a slight distance while the maple leaf was being applied. Had we been here earlier in September, we could have come to see the changing of the guard, but alas, it has ended for the season. Natasha kept asking why they have their hats on so far over their heads.
One of the event staff members mentioned that the mascot of the Royal 22e Régiment here is a goat. That explains the painted goat hoof prints we saw leading up on the path to the citadelle, and the following picture. What a stern faced soldier and cheerful goat they have!