Well June 24th is Quebec’s national day. Don’t wear red they said. Don’t wear a Canadian cap they said. Wear blue. Try to speak French. Make sure you go downtown for the parade – it’s crazy! Oh wow.
I’m now home with a buzz of a headache but what a fabulous, fun, sunny day. Got a table out front of a bar. Made friends with the people at the next table. We got told off for moving the umbrella… oops. Generally had a riot of a time. Proceeded to eat and drink, well mostly drink, while Quebec celebrated in blue. What a brilliant day.
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I write as a way of processing and reflecting on experience, and as a way of sharing that experience. When I travel I used to write email journals back to friends, family, anyone who’d read and risk immersing themselves in my reality for a while: writing for them was a way of writing for me. Borrowing from Graham Greene in a flip of Travels with my Aunt, I imagined writing letters to my nieces, as their travelling aunt. Crafting the sentences became a way of extruding the experience, giving it birth, drawing its meaning from my soul, nurturing it into something tangible with a life of its own.
The aim of my blog is to open the world to my thought-children, to let them out of the safety of my friends and family and let them experience the world. And in the process I get the honour of taking a larger group with me when I’m wandering around India and beyond, or just reflecting on parallel truths, thinking thoughts that take me to new places new beginnings.
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