... All of the
traffic signs in Quebec are in French,... and I don't speak French.
Toronto, Ontario through Prescott and Ottowa and up into Mont
Tremblant, Quebec.
Got up early
and headed out of Toronto to eventually arrive at our eastern-most
destination and week-long chillout spot above Montreal. We went
through Prescott, Ontario on the way to visit the grave of Deb's
dad, which she hadn't seen since she was 15 years old. We found
it in a beautiful old cemetary on the banks of a river under a
tree.
We headed
out from there to Ottowa to pick up Brittany and Tyler, my niece
and nephew and then charged up into the mountains of Quebec.
Some
of the headstones in this cemetary were from the 1700's.

Kenna
and Kaya helped Deb pick flowers for Deb's Dad.

Rest
in Peace.

Tyler,
loading up for the trip north.

Brittany
hams for the camera.

Finished
up the day by playing a game of crib... Tyler kicked our butts.

Artsy
shot of June's glasses.

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