Weird, I have been here for a little over a week and it seems like I have spent a lifetime here. So here goes a blog post because I should update you on the situation here. Well Travel day was hectic and crazy and I didn't sleep at all. It was really sad because I hugged Erin and she wouldn't let go! When the bus pulled away she was in the dining room and the lights were all on and all I saw was her cry and place her head on the table. Jaz and I were really sad we were crying on the bus as we traveled to Calgary. Next time I fly it will be back to the people that I love! (cough cough, I come home December 16th)
QUEBEC CITY!? Really, little old me is in the big city. By that I mean I live in Ste-Foy, Quebec which is like a half hour bus ride to OLD QUEBEC! I love it. We had work place tours the day after we got here, La Baratte-soup kitchen and meals on wheels for the old people, Morrin Centre-an english library, Ozanama-a thrift store, YWCA-thrift store as well, and another job which I don't remember, La Rivere-cleaning paths, planting trees, raking, etc., Petro Laval-a community centre where little kids get to do sports and such, L'arche-a place where you get to work with people with mental disabilities. My favourite choice....MORRIN CENTRE! But sadly I didn't get to work there. And the winner is...La Barratte. The reason why I hate life at the moment. Out of seven it was my last choice. I get to cook...ALL FREAKING DAY! I really hate working there. But the question is do "Work at a job I hate, and hate my monday to friday just to live in the city I love, and sacrifice my happiness monday to friday. Or quit and make no one happy" Ah well
Old Quebec is amazing. I love all the history and stories that accompany it. It is the most amazing thing I have ever seen. (as you can tell I have been out of school WAY too long because I use a lot of amazing in this blog post) If you ever have a chance to go to Quebec City go to Old Quebec and just get lost it is beautiful. I will update my next blog post with pictures. I had real "squeaky" poutine and beaver tails for the first time! I love Old Quebec, the history, the stories, the atmosphere, the beautiful architecture, everything about it!
The only weird thing about Quebec is the french. Not that french is weird or anything its just...difficult to describe. I feel like an immigrant in my own country. Imagine your only asset (English) being used against you everyday! My biggest skill for me is my language and being unable to actually speak and tell everyone how I feel is very hard. It's like being mute and deaf, everyone else can understand each other yet you are the only one who doesn't speak and cannot hear. That's the best way I can think to describe it. It's difficult, people ask me to do stuff at work and all I can do is just look and nod at them. It's frustrating, I just want to sit and cry because I don't understand. Seriously people I'm English, not stupid!
Omg I know exactly how I feel, and the girl in my group who worked a Labaratte really didn't like it in the start and liked it in the end, so maybe that will happen for you too! Hang in there! (: My job was so bad they took it off the list in one rotation... so think about that haha.
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