I've always known Canada is a beautiful country. I've driven all the way to the West Coast and taken the ferry to Vancouver Island, but I hadn't, until this trip, driven East. (Manitoba is in the centre - kind of - of the country, for those not up to snuff on their Canadian geography).
Northern Ontario is majestic, almost as much so as Western Alberta and British Columbia. It makes up the southern portion of the Canadian Shield and it is wonderously rocky and full of coniferous forests covering rolling hills and valleys.
|Lake Superior, living up to its name.|
Quebec is a bit more like the prairies that I am familiar with, very much an agricultural province. Quebec intimated the heck out of me because its official language is French. Despite the fact that I wish, more than many things, that I spoke French, I do not. I feel very guilty about that. Perhaps after I complete my Master's, learning French will be the next thing on my list.
|I spent a lovely, albeit swelteringly hot, day and two nights|
in Montreal with a dear friend of mine.
|The city is brilliant in its historic nature and vibrant culture.|
|It would have been wonderful to have taken|
actual engagement photos here, but it was so
hot that I just couldn't bring myself to change
into something engagement-photo worthy.
|It is an old city.|
|It is a city with a strong university presence.|