Oh! C'est cute!

I come to you today from our bus headed to Montreal. We're on one of those luxury tour buses, so naturally it is equipped with free wifi. We're putting the $90 bus fare to good use, or so we think. The ride is about 2 and a half to three hours, so I figured that this was a good way to spend the time.

Last night was.... Interesting. There is a Drag Club in town. And yes, you've made the correct assumption: We went to it. It was a an experience like none other. Some of these "women," I'm not really sure what to call them, were very convincing. Had I not known the truth, I would have thought they were biologically women. Some of them had some killer legs! It was a little uncomfortable for me, so I didn't stay too long. It was a very interactive show, and I was afraid of them singling me out for anything crazy, although they did point me out once and asked if it was my first time there. After I had left, James ended up on stage. I'm sad that I missed that part of the show, but such is life.

Today was spent on a 5 hour bus tour outside of the city. We went to some really amazing places, including Île d'Orléans (an island in the river), le Parc de la Chute-Montmorency (a waterfall), the Albert Gilles Copper Art and Museum, Chez Maria (a store that makes all sorts of goodies with maple), and la basilique Saint-Anne-de-Beaupré. It was a very tiring but very beautiful tour. I may write more about the tour later, as it's a bit challenging to write a post from my phone. In the mean time, here's a photo of us at the basilica.

Montreal is going to be awesome, I can already tell. We had a bit of a problem nailing down a place to stay, so who knows what's going to happen. For all you older folks related to me that are reading this, you can take a moment to take a deep breath and release the worry. If at 16, knowing little French, I could make my way across Paris with my friend, I will be fine. I'm with three very capable friends, money, a bus ticket back and an abundance of common sense. Also, between the four of us, we have a couple of friends in Montreal. Maybe we'll end up on a couch. Oh, the possibilities!

Every year my Dad's side of my family has what we call Miller Camp. It's basically a week long reunion at some resort in Wisconsin. As many of the 9 siblings, their spouses and kids head to Wisconsin and we spend a week around the campfire, talking and just being family. This year will be the first time that I'll miss it in about 10 years. So, to my family: Have fun at Miller Camp! I miss and love you all!