Salut! I am currently in la belle province de Quebec. If you don’t know Canada, it’s hard to explain Quebec and its relation to the rest of Canada. Think of Scotland and England, or Texas and the rest of the US, and you have the general idea. Quebecois, like Scots and Texans, speak their own language and think of themselves as a nation within a nation.
Quebecers also like chips, or, as they call them, les frites, and they like their frites drowned in gravy and cheese curds, which they call poutine. It looks like this.
I had some at a baseball game this weekend. I’m not sure I would rush to have it again, but it was, as they say here, delicieux.
I brought some painting stuff to pass the time on course, but since I am teaching the course, I have less temps libre than I would like. I have however been working on my own chips, for the new edition of Sharp Practice from Too Fat Lardies. I think you can guess which period I am painting them for.
I would like to post more photos of La Base des Forces canadiennes Valcartier, because there is some cool hardware here. Sadly, I had to take this photo by turning my Macbook upside down and using the Photo Booth app, since Madame Padre has the family iPhone in my absence. It’s rather sad that there isn’t a military museum here, as Valcartier is an essential part of our army’s history. Today it’s a vast base, home to a Canadian Army brigade and the famous Vandoos (the Royal 22nd Regiment) but in 1914 it was a sprawling field of mud and bell tents, where the Canadian Expeditionary Force trained in 1914 before leaving for Europe. More here.
Home this weekend. Hurrah!