la belle province...

pasc had a couple, so we bolted ---------------------------later smog.


































oeuf













We drove through Quebec City on our way to adventure.
The whole time I sat, mouth gaping in the backseat, having a full-on "A Part of Our Heritage" experience...
& it's just so clean. The squeeking variety of clean. Polo shirts abound. These are manicured lives.




..........................blatant elitism.

she lives!!

















FYI: vilaine en francais = naughty...( I was hoping for a saucier breakfast) Other french vocab learned on this roadtrip include the following. ducon = prick. conne = female prick. longueil = a city in QB and a mullet. radical.


























































































yes. yes indeed.




guitar hero.




jonquère knows how to party.




pretty
extreme
hey?
























obviously we ended the night authentically francophone.




























we had to check out "choc" to see if it lived up to its self-proclaimed hype; it didn't. I wasn't shocked at all...






Back to beautiful QB City...



The day was spent walking steep inclines and declines amongst asians & anglophones snapping their cameras ... (I would have been happily blogging alongside them, much to the charign of my montreal company, had my camera not been void of batteries. merde.) & the night was spent with a couple bottles of red, a good meal, a joint, a jaunt & the plateau....



































tu me manques mon interiéur cuiller, Lo.