My Tall Kid had a wonderful time in Quebec. It’s probably no surprise a young man who’s going to spend his summers doing French & Indian War reenacting would be awed by the history of the city, but I am surprised by how taken he was with the architecture. Waxing poetic, he is. I wouldn’t be surprised if he talked my mom (his cohort in period clothing) into taking a trip back with him at some point.
He took a lot of pictures and they came out surprisingly well since we had a last-minute oh crap, you need a camera moment. After a ten-second lesson in how to hold the button halfway down to focus before pressing it all the way, he was off. But here’s a very small sampling of his favorites.