Quebec: The Deep North (with a twist)

I've now been to Quebec several times.  I'm sorta like a "regular".  But every time I'm there, I'm more shocked by the microcosm culture than the last time.  Having done a lot of traveling, I can confidently say that in a room of 200 people - no matter where you are in the world - having only 2 English speakers is a rare occurrence.

I'm not talking about native English speakers... no, I'm talking about people who learned English in school, and know it well enough to converse.  Clearly, I'm in the wrong... assuming/traveling to a place where the native language is not English.  It's a shame and a personal disappointed that I don't speak better French. But, I'm just trying to point out how hard and effectively the Quebecois have chosen to pursue this angle of cultural preservation.... by not submitting to learning the dominant language of their surrounding neighbors. "incroyable et frustation".

All-in-all.... I always have a great time.  Tough, dificil, but great.  French-Canadian homecookin' and a few days on the farms overlooking the Fleuve St. Laurent.  It's wonderful.

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