Where To Start

I feel as if I've told the entire nation that  the purpose of our trip around the Gaspesie was to scatter my parents ashes, as per their request.  But perhaps I haven't told the 'blog'.

If not, you know now that scattering ashes  was the purpose of our family trip.  As many of the family who could come did so, and for the three days we spent in Quebec City, there  were ten of us. After Quebec City, three of the family had to return home for work/school etc so  seven  of us carried on around the Gaspe.  Other than getting swept along in  the heat wave of the century that descended on Quebec, delivering temperatures of 35' and motels unaccustomed to such heat having no AC, we had a grand time.

Ages ranged from 12 - granddaughter Abi,  to almost 72 - Fred.  What fun to travel with the young people.  They laughed and giggled their way around the Gaspe.

We tried all sorts of marvellous food. 

 

Whole lobster artfully arranged to appear sitting at attention  on our plates,

 escargots, beaucoup des frites and des croissants and the dessert de resistance - Sugar Pie.  Although the Queen Elizabeth cake came a close second.

Salt water swimming and catching  seaweed occupied lots of time. 

 

As did late night games of Euchre. 

So. Much. Fun. Tongue in cheek, on our last night I said to my sister " I have had so much fun, I can't wait for the next relative to die."   We began to joke about keeping an eye on the ones that looked a bit pale and wan. 

All joking aside, it was a great family time and we are all grateful that Dad asked us to  do this  for him.  Thanks, Dad.