The weekend is market day in France, and as you know, French take food seriously. Hundreds of locals browse the crowded étalages of fruits, vegetables, specialty food and other delicacies, from spicy salami and ham to crêpes and goat cheese, from fancy cakes to freshly-caught fish.
Monthly Archives: June, 2013
At 3:30 a.m., Mark woke up hungry. We fed him but he didn’t feel like going back to sleep. Unlike us; he was wide awake, playing on the bed–he eventually fell asleep at 5:30 a.m. after another feeding. Feng passed out but I couldn’t and I didn’t want to wake everybody up. So I got dressed in the dark, stole my mom’s jacket, grabbed my bag and the camera and left a note: “NOT crazy, just not sleepy. Heading out for a walk!”
We made it to France! And without much drama. Phew.
Step one: Pick up a few educational toys, such as stackable rings, a baby book…
It’s now time for a real trip, to Mark’s other “homeland”—France.
Mark is going to meet his grand-parents, his uncle and his aunt, and his great-grand-parents. And hopefully it’s not too late to start the baby on a healthy diet of rotten blue cheese, bottles of wine and baguette crust, nom de dieu!
I’m pretty friendly with strangers and chatting with people is natural to me—most Canadians are super friendly.
That said, some people are just plain weird. Especially when you happen to have a child in a stroller with you.
Here are a few “WTF” interactions I had with people lately.
Pop culture at its best—I couldn’t resist. Two minutes after spotting the tee on Day of the Shirt, I was shopping at Five Finger Tees, a company that specializes in funny tees.
The downtown core is always busy, even on weekdays—sometime I wonder if any work gets done when it’s above 20°C in Canada. The business district is often deserted during the coldest month, when people would rather take refuge inside the Rideau Centre or in one of the many indoor shopping malls hidden inside government buildings. But now, the Byward Market, Parliament Hill and the Elgin/Bank Street area are full of people eating, smoking, checking their email and having a drink outside.
Apparently, someone wasn’t too inspired with the local wine pick—big blank!
Early in the afternoon, Feng and I made our way to YOW, the Ottawa Airport, to catch The Rolling Stones concert in Toronto, later in the day. Killing time before the flight, we realized we had never properly “visited” YOW—most of the flights we took from there were very early in the morning, and we were too sleepy to check out the place.
Before I had Mark, I was prepared for a number of baby-related duties, including breastfeeding or bottle-feeding, diaper-changing, etc. I also knew that I would eventually get peed on, spit on and poop on.
But no one had told me I would have to spend every waking hour with a baby in my arms.
I recently started to focus on other projects—stuff that don’t include changing diapers, burping, cleaning up various body fluids… you know!—including my “People of Ottawa” set. I love candid shots and street photography, and spring weather is the perfect time to roam around the city with my camera again.
Despite being a fairly large city plagued with the usual issues associated with any urban environment, Ottawa is home to a variety of wildlife. For instance, in our suburban neighbourhood, a fifteen-minute drive from Parliament Hill, we have plenty of rabbits, squirrels, skunks, turtles (!) and many beautiful bird species.
I love vegetables and I must admit that I don’t understand why they are at…
Mark is turning eight months on June 12—yes, already!
Baby Mark has changed a lot lately. He has become a little baby boy with his own personality and he can now express himself very well. He is tiring… exhausting, even, but he is a happy curious baby most of the time.
When Feng and I went to see The Rolling Stones in 2005 in Ottawa—our first concert together—we joked that it may be our last chance to catch them live.
The joke was on us. Eight years later The Rolling Stones are still on the road with their 50 & Counting Tour and we couldn’t resist going to see them, again.
The quest for my perfect tee collection continues! Yes, I did it again… I ordered two more t-shirts, this time from Design By Humans, a creative community based in Chico, California.
It’s prime tourist season here in Ottawa, and with the nice weather, the “Capital BIXI” are back on the road—the stations had been removed during winter time, where only hardcore Canadians dare to bike.
Canada’s national museum of human history is located in Hull, Quebec, directly across the Ottawa River from Parliament Hill in Ottawa, Ontario. The location itself is very scenic: the Museum overlooks the River and offers great views on Ottawa’s downtown core and main landmarks, including the Locks, the Parliament, Château Laurier and Nepean Point.
It’s June, and it’s garage sale season. I wrote about this very popular Canadian activity before but until last weekend, I had never participated in a garage sale. Oh, and did I mention I am the lousiest salesperson on earth?