The most photographed hotel in the world (apparently) is what I’m grinning in front of and the story behind the brightly painted red roof tops comes from Lévis, a town just across the water, which is known for the strawberries grown there. I should also have mentioned in my previous post that Quebec is North America’s only walled city (part of which I’m standing on in one of the photos.)
I also arrived during two weeks with two free outdoor events: a ‘celebration of nature’ in part of the park on the Plains of Abraham, and an outdoor theatre experience of five different ‘shows’ lasting a few minutes each. My favourite was called ‘Perpetual Movement’ and when asked why it was my favourite, I said I think it’s because I recognised myself in it and also members of my family as we have all grown, changed and aged. It also ended with a stunning choir all dressed in white holding candle lanterns, which looked hauntingly serene as the representation of when we leave this life in death. My second favourite was called ‘The 7th Continent’ and pictured is one of the creative outfits made completely of rubbish. Makes you think of what we throw away.
Merci Quebec!
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