We are winding our way east as we head to Quebec City. Travelling days tend to go like this. We go to a grocery store, buy rice crackers, fruit, cheese, veggies, fruit juice and the like and stop somewhere to eat or eat in the car while the kids listen to the Narnian Chronicles in the van. We are on Prince Caspian, so if you calculate how long it takes to read the unabridged version of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, The Horse and His Boy, Prince Caspian and the first three chapters of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, then you know exactly how much time we have spent driving.
Early in the day we went to St. Joseph’s Oratory, to visit the shrine of newly canonized St. Andre. We really had no idea what to expect here, but as we ended up spending over three hours,I n the crypt, the grounds, museum and Oratory feeling like we were rushing away, safe to assume we were nothing short of awe-struck.
We stopped at the pretty little town of Vercheres about 30 minutes outside of Montreal. Notwithstanding, it took us well over an hour to get out of the city. We went to Vercheres to visit the site and see the monument of Madeleine de Vercheres, the fourteen year old girl who held the fort of her family during a Mohawk siege while her parents were away for several days in 1691. If you haven’t read the account of Madeleine’s tricksy heroism, I highly recommend reading Madeleine Takes Command, by Ethel Brill.
We are presently staying in a dumpy-ish hotel just west of Trois Rivieres where untold delights and treasures await us on the morrow.
Early in the day we went to St. Joseph’s Oratory, to visit the shrine of newly canonized St. Andre. We really had no idea what to expect here, but as we ended up spending over three hours,I n the crypt, the grounds, museum and Oratory feeling like we were rushing away, safe to assume we were nothing short of awe-struck.
We stopped at the pretty little town of Vercheres about 30 minutes outside of Montreal. Notwithstanding, it took us well over an hour to get out of the city. We went to Vercheres to visit the site and see the monument of Madeleine de Vercheres, the fourteen year old girl who held the fort of her family during a Mohawk siege while her parents were away for several days in 1691. If you haven’t read the account of Madeleine’s tricksy heroism, I highly recommend reading Madeleine Takes Command, by Ethel Brill.
We are presently staying in a dumpy-ish hotel just west of Trois Rivieres where untold delights and treasures await us on the morrow.
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