Dear Diary, Wednesday June 15
©Today it rained a lot and we explored Old Montreal and the Underground. We visited Notre Dame de Bonsecours, where the lights hanging from the ceiling are little wooden ships. We had lunch at a restaurant called Forget (they pronounce it For-jhay so silly the french) and it was kind of hot & muggy, but they made up for it by bringing out 2 small sugar pies. Sugar pie is a local specialty made from maple sugar that’s a lot like chess pie. But with maple instead of brown sugar. Yum. After lunch we split up boys & girls, and the fun group went shopping (strictly catch & release) while the manly men found an internet café in a bookstore and read emails.
(J) Something cool happened to Cat today. At the grocery store, Cat was chatting with the checker (in French), when her mom walked up and asked her something (in English) and she responded (in English). He was surprised, and after checking her (North Carolina) ID, he told the bagger (with surprise), “She’s not French, she’s American!” He asked Cat where she learned French and didn’t believe she learned it in the US. Cat says….of course I’ll never trick a French person, but the Quebecoises are fooled! Heehee! Way to go Cat!! Also, thank you goddess of Magnesia!
© We found dinner goodies at the grocery store. Not haute cuisine, but good enough, and the cheese & sweets were top-notch. This hotel is a terrific place for a group to stay. The breakfast area in the basement has dishes, tables, and a microwave. We just brought out dinner down and sat around eating and telling jokes & stories all evening. Way fun. Then we picked Tony up from the airport.
(T)When we got back to the room, Eric handed me a yeasty dark Canadian beer. Yum. Vacation.
Notre Dame de Bonsecours is a sailor's church in Montreal right on the old port. Everything is nautical-themed.
And we were sure not to have any fun at a ll before Tony got to town. That just wouldn't be fair. So everyone was on their best grown-up behavior.