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Sep. 17th, 2005 11:58 amI suppose an update is due after the days of neglect, especially considering I leave in three days (including today) for Appleton. I have an excuse, though: I was doing a lot of stuff away from the computer and the internet (oh, yeah, and I was lazy). Anyway, my parents decided that we don't go to my grandmother's house in Pittfield, Mass. enough, so we went up for Labor Day weekend (which I probably mentioned, but never went into detail about). Even though I've got WiFi, there's no chance in hell that there'd be a network for me to tap into, so I was told to leave Shikamaru behind - which I did with great reluctance. It was a nice time up there nonetheless, what with a few hours of driving, a movie, and a Tony Benett concert - from which all his share of the proceeds went to hurricane Katrina victims. Upon returning my nee-chan and I went immediately to see Brother's Grimm, which I already wrote about, and the next day to Venero's - the most wonderful pastery restaurant (one of maybe three left in the entire city, according to my dad). Not much happened after that, though, until the 12th.
The day of the 12th was my driving exam, to see if five hours of lessons was enough to get me a liscence. Interestingly enough, it was. I am now a liscenced New York state driver - though I have yet to recieve the card in the mail. The next day we left for the airport.
Because my parents hadn't had a vacation all year, they decided they felt like a long weekend up in Quebec City. There's a non-stop flight that leaves from Newark Airport, and it all of an hour and a half. So, that's exactly what we did. We took off at about 8 on Tuesday morning, and landed in Quebec about 10:30. It was a fifteen minute ride to the old city, where we stayed at the Chateau Frontenac - a building built started in the very late 1800s and finished in the very early 1900s. History buffs may or may not have known that this was a building in which Roosevelt and Churchill met at points during the second World War. Anywho: Quebec City is absolutely gorgeous. The air is light, fresh, and clean; the city is the most exquisite mix of French and English architecture; and the men are amazingly hot (but any beautiful women were either hiding or away, which was sad). We ate out every night, and only had one meal which was not bad, but could have been better. French onion soup was served at almost every restaurant we went to, so, naturally, I had to order it at every meal - and there wasn't a single one I didn't like. Oh, and the crepes were divine. If anyone gets a chance to go up there, don't pass it up.
Anyway, I'm in the midst of some heavy packing now. I have to get everything together by tomorrow, really, so we can up and leave on Monday morning. Finally! The reign of boredom is coming to an end!
[edit By the way - best T-shirt ever: (in white letters on a black shirt) Titanic *1912* Swim Team [/edit]
The day of the 12th was my driving exam, to see if five hours of lessons was enough to get me a liscence. Interestingly enough, it was. I am now a liscenced New York state driver - though I have yet to recieve the card in the mail. The next day we left for the airport.
Because my parents hadn't had a vacation all year, they decided they felt like a long weekend up in Quebec City. There's a non-stop flight that leaves from Newark Airport, and it all of an hour and a half. So, that's exactly what we did. We took off at about 8 on Tuesday morning, and landed in Quebec about 10:30. It was a fifteen minute ride to the old city, where we stayed at the Chateau Frontenac - a building built started in the very late 1800s and finished in the very early 1900s. History buffs may or may not have known that this was a building in which Roosevelt and Churchill met at points during the second World War. Anywho: Quebec City is absolutely gorgeous. The air is light, fresh, and clean; the city is the most exquisite mix of French and English architecture; and the men are amazingly hot (but any beautiful women were either hiding or away, which was sad). We ate out every night, and only had one meal which was not bad, but could have been better. French onion soup was served at almost every restaurant we went to, so, naturally, I had to order it at every meal - and there wasn't a single one I didn't like. Oh, and the crepes were divine. If anyone gets a chance to go up there, don't pass it up.
Anyway, I'm in the midst of some heavy packing now. I have to get everything together by tomorrow, really, so we can up and leave on Monday morning. Finally! The reign of boredom is coming to an end!
[edit By the way - best T-shirt ever: (in white letters on a black shirt) Titanic *1912* Swim Team [/edit]
