When Miranda let me know she was attending french immersion in Quebec City during the summer, by first question was "How are you getting there?"; a month or so later, Bobbi, Miranda and I were in a rental car headed to Quebec.
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Having decided to make the 10 hour drive in a single day, we started early in the morning, so it was early afternoon that er finally made it into the province of Quebec, where we took a break for me to recover from hours of driving. After the rest, I headed into the wilderness a little with Miranda, more for the sake of saying "we make photos in Quebec" than anything else.
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