I’ve been asked to participate in a new travel roulette called “This is My Canada”, initiated by Pamela over at Spunky Girl Monologue. This is my entry.
It goes without saying that I am a proud Montrealer and Québécoise – I did start a blog on this sole subject after all. I never miss out on an occasion to enthusiastically mention that I’m Canadian and that Montreal is the best city in the whole wide world, bar none.
But if I’m honest, the fact remains that I have seen very little of my own country.
Two provinces. That’s it. Including one that’s been visiting solely for the purpose of school trips, back in the days where the portable yellow Sony cassette player was THE hip thing to own. I’ve never even gone further east than Quebec City, and further west than Toronto.
I know. I know. I suck as a Canadian.
I could rely on the excuse that Canada is a big country, that’s both expensive and complicated to visit. It wouldn’t be untrue. But the truth is that at age 19, I chose Europe over Canada – 6 years later, I’ve had my share of medieval cathedrals and cobblestone alleys, and I find myself longing for the wide open spaces and the familiarity of my home country.
I’m confident that I will accomplish my dream grand tour of Canada one day – after all, I’ve got a good 50 years ahead of me, and Canada isn’t going anywhere. But for now, this is my Canada. My Quebec. My Montreal. My home.
My Canada in winter is just awesome. Period.
My Canadian province of Quebec is home to some of the oldest history in North America.
My province has some not-so-good-looking-but-actually-incredibly-tasty national dishes.
My Montreal IS, without the shadow of a doubt, the coolest place in the world.
My Canada is tolerant, open-minded, welcoming and loving towards minorities.
My Canada has awesome scenery, outdoor activities and wildlife.
My Canada has some of the most beautiful villages in North America, and unique architecture.
Every time I travel, I try to remember how lucky I am to be Canadian. For there are few countries in the world that can boast to be as kind and friendly as we are, and that can compete with our completely awesome landscapes and traditions.
This is my Canada. And I love it.