La Nation Huronne-Wendat

To divert from my shingles topic, here's a late post about my travel to Quebec in 2014.

When I was doing a search for places to visit in Quebec, Wendake came out as one of the places to visit.

Taken from the Wendake Nation website:

The story of the Wendat people is woven into the fields, lakes and mountains of the continent of Georgian Bay at the mouth of the St. Lawrence.  People of farmers and hunters, warriors and seasoned diplomats purposes, Democrat and traders outstanding, the Wendat, called the Hurons by the French, have earned the respect of all peoples visited the east for centuries.  If the pandemic brought against their will by the French overthrew our ancient civilization, which had more than 40,000 people in the time of Champlain, the fire of the Wendat people was never extinguished ...

A painting of what was life like back then.

A mask hangs at the entrance.

Inside the Huron Wendat long house.

Clothes and all types of fur.

One of the performers taking a break.

Feathers.

A welcome dance performed by the kids at the site.

Inuksuks which are very useful when you're lost. They are used for directions.

She is Big Bear, and she was our guide.

This is where they showed us how they build their canoes.

Do I fit in?

My hair was just starting to grow back when this photo was taken. The triangular sign there shows a turtle and on top of it is a tree and a man. The Huron-Wendat nation believes the the Earth is the turtle, and when the Earth shakes, it means the turtle is moving.

This is the front of the long house.

A yellow snail.

I learned a lot while visiting this place, and I highly recommend it if you're visiting the area. There's also a museum there which we didn't get to visit because we were short of time. I would certainly love to visit the museum when I get the chance to visit again.

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In the meantime, work is becoming frustratingly challenging. One colleague is leaving, and I'm a little upset because I work great with her. I am also hoping we'd hire some people soon because we're short of three people. I feel like we're crippled at times.

Oh well...life can be challenging but we have to keep moving forward. How was your Monday?

Parc De La Chute-Montmorency And Saint-Anne-de-Beaupre

This is a late post, but I really enjoyed Quebec City! I might have a post or two left for this charming place.

After my friend's wedding, Kepi and I wanted to explore beyond Montreal. We drove to Quebec City and we truly enjoyed what this city has to offer.

Here's Montmorency Falls.

It was a refreshing site to see, and we enjoyed the walk from the Welcome Center to the waterfall itself.

I would have loved climbing up there, but my body wasn't strong enough. It just dawned on me that I've lost so much muscle that it may take me a while to regain my stamina and strength.

I heard that in winter, the rock faces of the cliffs on each side can get frozen and open for adventurous ice climbers.  This is one reason I told Kepi I'd like to see Quebec City in the winter.

The towering waterfall is 83 m (272') tall, a full 30 m (99') higher than Niagara Falls.

After Montmorency Falls, Kepi and I drove to visit Saint-Anne-de-Beaupre.  From Montmorency, it was a good 15 to 50 minutes drive to reach the shrine.

The Shrine of Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupre.

It was so windy when we visited.

But inside the church, I felt peace and calm.

Churches and cathedrals have the power to make one feel small, but that's because it's true. In this vast world we live in, we are but just specks of dust.

This room we found by accident at the lower level of the church. The ceiling looked like a blue sky with stars. It felt warm and cozy.

There is so much to love and see in Quebec City.

Mont-Tremblant

After an eight hour drive from Maryland to Quebec, we woke up pretty late the next day. It was the first time in months we woke up faraway from home. It's a weird feeling. I guess that's the effect of being quarantined in a hospital for months.

Although we barely could open our eyes, we stumbled our way to the nearest Tim Horton, had some breakfast and started the car to Mont-Tremblant.

The road to Mont-Tremblant. I imagined it would have been prettier in winter.

We parked near this flower bed.

Stopped by the Post Office to pick up Canadian stamps and send out postcards to family and friends.

Walked for a while and we came upon this sleepy dog guarding an art shop. I think this dog could be fired for sleeping...just kidding.

The name of this lake escapes me but it was a picturesque day at the Laurentian Mountains.

This dog enjoyed a good swim and went back to the water several times while we were there. We even managed to chat with the owner.

Moose fountain

A deer crosses our path.

Mont-Tremblant village

While we couldn't do some hiking at Mont-Tremblant, blame it on my achy legs and weak system, we certainly enjoyed driving around the area. I'd love to come see this place in winter and maybe learn to snowboard or ski.