I am fearless. I am intrepid. I am courageuse. The day is beautiful. The sky is blue. I am a
master of the universe. Nothing could go wrong.
My grandmother used to tell me that to brag is to tempt the
universe. With that in mind, I have a few confessions. First, I have now ridden
not one, but two buses the wrong direction. I don’t mean I rode them a few
blocks the wrong way; I rode one an entire hour the wrong way. Now, before you jump to the conclusion that I
am not too bright, you must know that I recognized quickly that I was going the
wrong way. I just spent an hour debating whether to get off and try again or
just stay on the nice warm bus until we circled around. Second, I have not
bathed…uhmmm…in a while. Between leaving Louisville at the crack of last night,
a layover in Philly, and then a shower that pumped its water directly from the
Antarctic, I haven’t had an opportunity.
Don’t worry, I have deodorant. My final confession for today concerns
stairs. What is about Quebecoise and stairs? Have Canadians never heard of
elevators? Explain how you can possibly go somewhere and climb up stairs -both
directions? Trust me, you can in Vieux Quebec!
So my confession is…after walking down all four hundred steps to admire Montmorency
Falls, I am taking the cable car back up!
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