Quebec City

I think my favourite aspect of Quebec is that you can tell it has a rich history. Whether it's more recent history, like this faded cigarette ad, or older events such as the transformation of the region from a first-nations led territory to a european colony, the city is filled with traces of its past times. 

When I last came to Quebec, as soon as we got off the school bus, we strolled along the Governor's Promenade, an elevated pathway near Old Quebec that overlooks the St-Lawrence and leads to the Plains of Abraham. As the others decided to freshen up at the hotel before going out to dinner, my mum and I took a walk and admired the scenery.

We then walked in the compact and crowded artist's alleyway in Old Quebec and had a conversation with one of the artists. My mum likes to buy watercolours when she travels as a souvenir of the visit, so she picked up one of this artist's paintings. I don't remember his name, and he only signed his initials, but I would recognise his work if I went back. Usually, he paints loose colours then draws building outlines in black, but he confided to us that he just does that because it's what people seem to prefer. This is a small postcard of one of Quebec's numerous churches. 

I felt like these people, walking on the fortification wall, looked like they were about to walk off the edge of the earth.

Love, Marianne