quebec

Here are some quick, and not so great, pictures of my trip to Quebec last week. I went to Montreal and stayed in a B&B downtown and then traveled to Quebec City and stayed just outside of it in a little suburb called Beauport. It's about 30 minutes from the base of Mt. St. Anne. It was a fantastic place and Michel Niget, an artist who runs the B&B is also a chef by training. He cooked a great breakfast and mentioned that if I rented out the rooms for a weekend (or week!) he'd be willing to cook us dinner too. So, who wants to go snowboarding??? I'm in, Milly's in and Matt's in. The bridge is to L'ile d'Orleans, an island close to Quebec. The waterfall is just outside of Beauport.

September 11 has a new significance

I'm back to Journalism school tomorrow. My thoughts about returning? I'm excited to learn, happy to see friends again, but most of all, I look forward to my internship at the end of the school year. I'm still debating about where I'd like to end up but Calgary seems to be calling my name with an ever-increasing intensity. I want to be close to the mountains, close to a drier climate and with nothing really holding me here in Ontario, I'm anxious to find a spot that feels more like home. What I wonder is whether the chore of finding a place, job, etc. out West is a little too much to manage after graduating and might it not be best to just stick it out in the Tdot and build some experience at the Globe, the Star, the Walrus...
So, right now, this morning, this moment, I'm all for boarding a plane. What may be fueling my sudden urgency to depart from this town is the knowledge that I have to be back at Glencairn tonight to work yet another wedding. As a toast to work and all that looks lovely on the outside but is horribly grotesque on the inside, I leave you with some images of Glencairn Golf Course...