St. Sauveur

After two and a half weeks of being holed up in a cabin on a Laurentian lake, it’s time to break blog silence. It has rained every day I’ve been here except one. The weather in Quebec has been so unrelentingly wet this summer that it has become major news, literally. It’s all anyone talks about on the local English CBC radio. The lead front-page headline in The Gazette a couple of days ago was “Last call for vacation Fun” under a banner reading “Soggy summer.” Stuck indoors, I’ve plowed through a pile of books and various DVDs-including a boxed set of films by Pedro Almodóvar-but last night I broke the cabin fever with a road trip to St. Sauveur to catch a performance of a Brazilian dance troupe called Mimulus.