Today was primarily a traveling day. Coming into Montreal we stopped at the tomb of Kateri Tekakwitha, the Mohawk maiden of the 1600’s who was beatified as the first aboriginal saint of the Americas. Her tomb is in a little church that sits on the St. Lawrence River, on reserve land. It is humble and even a little run down, but there are some exceptionally beautiful artifacts there, including an original painting of Kateri painted by a priest shortly after her death, and a monstrance from the same era.
We crossed the river on the Pont de Champlain, and came in to Montreal, directly to our hotel. Wind down time. A short walk around the Vieux Montreal revealed the extraordinary contrast that happens in cities, where centuries collide; traditional architecture meets slick and glossy high rises. The skyline was quite something. Our hotel is about a one minute walk from the Basilica Marie, Reine-du-Monde.
For the folks back home, note, Mary, Queen of the World.
We crossed the river on the Pont de Champlain, and came in to Montreal, directly to our hotel. Wind down time. A short walk around the Vieux Montreal revealed the extraordinary contrast that happens in cities, where centuries collide; traditional architecture meets slick and glossy high rises. The skyline was quite something. Our hotel is about a one minute walk from the Basilica Marie, Reine-du-Monde.
For the folks back home, note, Mary, Queen of the World.
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