A couple of summers ago, we visited Quebec City and stayed at L’Hotel Port-Royal in the lower town. I found the view of the street corner in front of the hotel endearing, especially a brick building with a curious mural…
Imagine a hotel whose hallway walls look like giant pieces of Wasa rye crisp crackers. Except that these walls don’t break apart like a Wasa rye crisp if you bump into them. If you lose your balance heading back to your room one night after a few drinks, you wouldn’t want to hit your head on them. They’re made of concrete. Sharp, jagged, hard as rock concrete.
Hi there. Quebec City’s lovely old French style architecture, colorful gardens, friendly people, and expansive views combined to make our recent first visit a very pleasurable experience. Regrettably, I’ve managed to make my best Quebec City photographs disappear. Rats! I have a few to share, however.
Hi there! I’m freshly returned from a late summer vacation in Quebec, Canada, and ready to jump back into the saddle here in Boston. This vacation was my first time ever in Canada — kind of odd considering I grew up in Wisconsin, and have lived the past 23 years in New England. It’s quite nearby to Boston, but for reasons I don’t understand I’d never crossed that border before.
It’s not every day that you encounter a patch of sidewalk with inlaid curvy metalwork and marbles. Provincetown has no shortage of art galleries, yet there is so much about the town environment itself that is artistically interesting!