Canada was definitely a fun adventure. It came to an end so much more quickly than I realized. Eight weeks flew by so quickly! My final moments were spent in the lobby at the hostel. I talked to Steph while waiting for the taxi to pick me up. (The night prior, as we both struggled to pack our… More Point and shoot: Quebec (part 3)
(I was so impressed with Makiko’s ability to speak four languages. So impressed. She said she’s not perfect at every single language, but she’s fluent enough to communicate with people who speak the languages she speaks. And if she makes a mistake, she said the person/people with whom she converses will probably correct her.)
Quebec looks like a fairy tale, and although it was nearly sunset when I walked around, I took full advantage of my camera and shot these beauties:
Brooke, Sebastian and I visited Olympic Park (site of the 1976 Olympic games) on my last day in Montreal. We then split up for several hours, and I did some shooting around: University of Montreal Saint Paul’s Oratory Old Montreal Brooke, Sebastian, and I met up again in the evening to watch a hockey game:… More Point and Shoot: Montreal
Why is it that in America and Canada, it is acceptable for university students to eat food in classrooms, as if the learning space were a kitchen or dining room? Why is it acceptable for students to take calls in class, and then walk out of the room even while the instructor is presenting a… More Foreign perspectives on North America
You know you’re in French Canada when stop signs look like this: Canada became more and more French the farther east I traveled. Ottawa was the turning point, as practically everyone working at any place spoke both English and French. Even the buses announced stops in both languages. That was not the case in cities… More Bonjour, Montreal!