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Sunday, July 22, 2007

Tout à coup

Tout à coup, I’ve found myself back in high school. Every morning, I ride my bike to school, hurry in to be before the bell…

The photos get better from here on out, I promise.

After a short pause for lunch, I return to school for afternoon activities. At least once a week, I venture into the countryside courtesy of my chariot, a yellow school bus.
Les pneus sur le autobus go round and round…

Welcome to my world in Trois Pistoles. Thanks to the Canadian government, I have the chance to spend five weeks immersed in the French language in the middle of scenic Quebec. It’s hard to be distracted from my studies here when the attractions include a Dollarama and a poutine hut. However, the school works hard to keep us very busy with activities morning, noon, noon and night. One of the highlights has been the three tasty-if-slightly-overabundant meals a day for me and six other hungry students, served up by a lovely Quebecoise woman and her husband.

The beautiful table where we dine whilst we stumble over our French, 21 times per week.

Due to the overabundant meals, I eagerly signed up for a 20km ramble in the woods during my first weekend here, which afforded some beautiful views.

My feet were protected from lots of rushing water with lovely bridges, old and new.

I’ve just returned from a weekend in lovely Quebec City, which might have been even more enchanting than I remember now that I have some idea of how to penetrate the thick tourist crust that the city has created.

Chateau Frontenac on the hill, as seen by the blossoms.

It’s French-language only here, and if they catch you speaking another language three times, you are invited to take the next train home. However since not much English is escaping my lips these days, I’ll leave you with this photo to remember me by until I return to my anglo-franco-life in Montreal in mid-August.

I asked my friend DS to take a photo of the bright green bug on my finger, but she took this photo of me instead. Go figure.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

That is one of the most gorgeous photos of you heather! I must have it to put on my desk at work? How much would you charge for a print?

I'm not kidding.

j