Where to begin?  As noted before, all Americans should see our National Parks.  While Gettysburg is a  National Military Park (not just a NP) – it should be the equivalent of ‘required reading’ – required visitation?? – for ALL Americans!  If walking through this hallowed ground does not at some point bring a tear to ones eye – I can’t even think of words to comment.

Much has been written and said about Gettysburg (and we have all read about this battle in our elementary school days).  BUT – the most tangible connection to those three days in July is the battlefield itself, parts of which look much as they did in 1863.  Fences, hills, rocks, cannon, and even the monuments provide an opportunity to reflect and TRY to understand what happened here.

Confederate Gen. Robert E. Lee marched his Army of Northern Virginia northward into Maryland and Pennsylvania.  They were followed by the Union Army of the Potomac.  The three day battle of Gettysburg opened on July 1 with Confederates attacking Union troops on McPherson Ridge.  The Union troops were overpowered and driven back to Cemetery Hill.  During the night the  main body of the Union army, commanded by Maj. Gen. Meade, arrived and took up positions.

July 2 – battle lines were drawn with the main portions of both armies nearly one mile apart on parallel ridges – Union forces on Cemetery Ridge and Confederate forces on Seminary Ridge.  Lee ordered an attack against both Union flanks which were momentarily successful, but could not be exploited to the Confederate advantage.

July 3 – After a two-hour bombardment of the Union lines on Cemetery Ridge by Lee’s artillery, which did little to soften up the Union defensive position, some 12,000 Confederates advanced across open fields toward the Union center in an attack known as “Pickett’s Charge”.  The attack failed and cost Lee over 5,000 soldiers in one hour!  The Battle of Gettysburg was over and 51,000 soldiers were dead, wounded or missing.

There are ‘state’ memorials on Seminary Ridge noting where various of Lee’s troops began their charge.  (The Confederates were not the winners here – so the documentation of their positions/actions are not as detailed as those of the Federation/Union.)

Segways are a great way to tour the battlefield.

The Seminary on Seminary Ridge – area of Confederate line.

Detailed markers/memorials note the positions of each battalion and many of the officers of the  7,000 Union/Federation soldiers on Cemetery Ridge as they held their position and repulsed the bulk of the 12,000-man Pickett’s Charge.

Markers and cannon in position – Frightening to think of these firing down on you as you cross the open battlefield.

A view from the Union positions on Little Round Top, looking down onto the Devil’s Den area of the battlefield.  More markers noting positions.

The Pennsylvania Memorial provides the backdrop to the cannon.  All the small memorials note positioning of troops and cannons are in actual firing locations.

Memorials mark the Union front battle lines along Cemetery Ridge.  The open field to the left is the ground the Confederates advanced on.

When the armies marched away from Gettysburg they left behind a community in shambles.  Most of the dead lay in hastily dug and inadequate graves and some had not been buried at all.  This situation so distressed PA Gov. Curtin that he commissioned the local attorney to buy land for a proper burial ground for the Union dead.  Within four months of the battle, reinterment began on 17 acres that became Gettysburg National Cemetery.  The cemetery was dedicated on November 19, 1863 where President Abraham Lincoln gave the famed Gettysburg Address.  Only 272 words that took a mere 2 minutes to deliver.  Considered a masterpiece that transformed Gettysburg from a scene of carnage into a symbol giving meaning to the sacrifice of the dead.  Think of standing in a cemetery with all these dead – many unnamed – in the very middle of the battlefield and read this piece again.  A whole new meaning!!

The Ohio memorial – noting their position in the 3-day battle on Cemetery Hill – which now happens to be in the National Cemetery.

The Soldiers Memorial in the National Cemetery marks the spot near which Lincoln delivered the Gettysburg Address.

The remains of  Confederate soldiers were removed from the battlefield to cemeteries in the South and the black soldiers were buried in a cemetery not far from Cemetery Hill.

 On the western edge of the Gettysburg battlefield – just beyond where the Confederate forces amassed on Seminary Ridge – is Eisenhower’s retirement home (Eisenhower National Historic Site).  Eisenhower wasn’t looking for an army career but he wanted to go to college.  He discovered that free education awaited young men appointed to the U.S. Military Academy.  In 1917,  he spent World War I at Camp Colt in Gettysburg in charge of training soldiers for the army’s tank corps.  This is when he fell in love with the area.  When it came time to anticipate retirement, he and Mamie bought a farm near Gettysburg in 1950 – but, their retirement was delayed for another decade.   However, in November 1955 their country home became a temporary White House while Ike recuperated from a heart attack and then a place for him to entertain dignitaries thru the remainder of his presidency.  He loved to show off his farm as he was quite proud of the property and the Black Angus cattle raised on it.

Finally in 1961 they did ‘retire’ to their farm in Gettysburg – the only home they ever  owned!  They made a gift of their farm to the federal government in 1967 with the agreement that Dwight and Mamie would live there for life.  Which they did until Dwight died on March 28, 1969 at the age of 78 and Mamie died November 1, 1979 at the age of 82.

The grounds are quite beautiful and peaceful – leaving no reason to wonder why they loved the place and the time they could spend here.

The Eisenhower home in Gettysburg.

This mantle in the Eisenhower’s living room was originally in the White House during Lincoln’s Presidency.

Unfortunately – it was time to move on even though we could spend several more days here.  But before we left, we had an early morning to see the sun rise over the battlefields of Gettysburg (also the Blood Moon set – appropriate, don’t you think).

The “blood moon” working its way to a full ecclipse over the battlefield at dawn.

What an incredible sight.  Figure out a way to get here and see it if you haven’t yet.

Elizabeth & Gary – WOWED!

A view of the Singley Farm from above – the house (in the trees) and barn (and Magic!).

Magic’s terrific parking spot….

…and the beautiful view from Magic’s front window.

The ‘Gang’ –  Nancy, Mike and Maggie and our friends from Wisconsin, Chuck and Gary.

Even our departure was beautiful – AND NARROW!

A fabulous week-end!!  A BIG THANK-YOU to Nancy and Mike for sharing their home with us.

(We DID make a stop in Woodstock on our way to the Singley Farm.  The residents there are definitely still stuck in the 60’s!  Lots of fun.)

Heading West – Home in a week – E & G

After 5 weeks without a working cell phone…a happy camper

The Bush compound in Kennebunkport, Maine sits on Walker Point.

A closer view.

It was now 12 noon on Thursday and our allotted 24 hours in southern Maine were up.

Off and running to – – – – Woodstock?????

Elizabeth & Gary on their way back to the 60’s;-)

Great views while grilling.

Never seen one of these before..a sleeper tour bus.  Sleeper bunks in the rear – bus tour seats in the front. 26 Germans were on a 2 week trip from Boston to Montreal.

Bar Harbor, a quaint harbor town, sits on the east side of Mount Desert Island and Acadia NP.  We again were blessed with some of the most beautiful weather during our weekend here – which made a lunch on the lawn of the Bar Harbor Inn really delightful.  (It is also a port for cruise ships, which we quickly learned to avoid when we saw two or three of those floating cities in port;-(  )

We had lunch at the Bar Harbor Inn under on of the umbrellas before our harbor cruise on the  fourmasted schooner in the background.

See the island in the background?

You can walk to it during low tide.

Once one has investigated Bar Harbor, it is time to head into the Park.  There is way too much to do but we attempted to pack in as much as possible.  The 20-mile Park Loop Road provides outstanding shoreline views – both from high above the bays and ocean and from the lone sand beach and rocky outcroppings.  Remember – I talked about the warm, beautiful weather?  Well, Saturday it was in the mid-80’s and all the pasty easterners were exposing themselves at Sand Beach.

Just like a day at Venice Beach, CA??

There were several hikes to the top of Cadillac Mountain – the park’s highest peak AND the tallest mountain on the Atlantic coast north of Brazil!!  The summit is 1,530 – which, coming from Park City, hardly seems like it could be the tallest on the Atlantic coast but that’s what all the literature says?!?!  In any event – it was one of our favorite places in the Park.  One gets a 360 degree view atop the granite dome and, therefore, a favorite spot to watch the sun rise and set.  While we were here there was also a night sky watch as there was a new moon so very little light to interfere with the star watching.

A view of Bar Harbor, Bar Island (the long one on the left) and Frenchman’s Bay from the top of Cadillac Mountain.

There were lots of folks getting ready for Sky Watch on the top of Cadillac Mountain.

Another favorite – The Carriage Roads.  Forty-five miles of rustic carriage roads, the gift of John D.  Rockefeller Jr., weave around the mountains and valleys of Acadia NP.  Rockefeller wanted to travel on motor-free byways via horse and carriage into the heart of Mount Desert Island.  (He was afraid that the new automobile would take over the quiet of the Park so they were forbidden on the Carriage Roads.  It remains that way today – only hikers, bikes and horses can use the Carriage Roads.)  His construction efforts from 1913 to 1940 resulted in roads with sweeping vistas and close-up views of the landscape.  On these roads, Rockefeller financed 16 of 17 stone-faced bridges, each unique in design, to span streams, waterfalls, roads, and cliffsides.  We only managed to do a five mile loop with five bridges and fell in love with these roads.

The Carriage Roads in Acadia National Park provided lots of beautiful scenery for our “walk in the park”.

And afterwards…

Of course, we took the loop that would allow us to end at Jordan Pond, the Bubbles and the Jordan Pond House for lunch;-)  In a park dotted with glacier-carved ponds and lakes, Jordan Pond is perhaps the loveliest.  Its waters are clear and cool – a water supply for the area – so no swimming allowed.  Its shores are flanked by Penobscot Mountain to the west (which we hiked around on the Carriage Roads) and to the north the pair of round mountains, aptly named, The Bubbles!

The Bubbles rising out of Jordan Pond.

(As we were wandering around taking these pictures – a young man came up to Gary and asked if he would take a picture of him and his girlfriend.  He turned away from his girlfriend and whispered to Gary that he was going to propose – so would Gary take several shots!  We got to be the photographer and witness the happy event as he proposed on one knee right here in front of this pond!!  What a memory for them – and us.)

The best part of ending ones hike here is Jordan Pond House, where one can have lunch or tea on the  lawn.  As Saturday was that wonderful 80 degree day – it was tea on the lawn with their ‘famous’ Popovers;-)

So did many others!

YUMMMMMMM!!!!!!!

It was bound to happen – a gloomy day.  So – it must be time for a ride around the southwest part of the island.  First – Somes Sound – the only fjord in the contiguous 48 states.  Next – the Seawall – literally a seawall protecting the island from the tides of the Atlantic.  Bass Harbor Lighthouse – One of the most photographed lighthouses on the East Coast, the head light rises from the rocky southernmost tip of Mount Desert Island.  The light was built in 1858 and marks the entrance to Bass Harbor.  Now it is fully automated and managed by the U. S. Coast Guard.  There were also great views of the turbulent ocean this day from the rocks below.

The Bass Harbor lighthouse.

This serves as a memorial for two brothers who ran a lobster fishing business from this wharf for over 50 years.

With the beautiful ‘parking’ spot that we had, watching the low and high tides and the bird life just out our door kept us busy when we were actually at the Bus.  Gary had his eye on this crane for several days and finally managed to get good lighting and a low tide to capture this guy fishing —

It took almost a half hour to edge up on this blue heron while it was hunting for breakfast.

Then I got too close.

Another fantastic five days of experiences and an ever growing love for our National Parks.

E & G Wowed by Nature

That Bay of Fundy tide thing was also very apparent here – which we watched in the morning and evening from Magic’s parking spot.  Know it sounds like a broken record – but, our parking spots have been unbelievable and this was no exception.

A group walking on the beach at low tide.

I hope they got back to shore before this.  AND – that is Maine across the water!

For a little village there sure was a lot to do here.  Our 2 1/2 days were packed – no rest for the weary.

First up was the Kingsbrae Garden – 27 acres that are part of the original summer home of Lucinda Flemer’s childhood.  Her family lived here for five generations and she and her husband still spend their summers here.  However, they realized they had far more land than they needed, but they wanted to keep it green.  Finally, after months of brainstorming what to do with the property, Lucinda began overseeing plans for the Public Gardens in 1995.  What makes this such an accomplishment is that she built her garden using unskilled local labor provided by teens and unemployable adults – young and old, troubled teens and abused women, people who had never held down a steady job.  The resulting gardens are wonderful and many of those who helped create it are still employed here!  Besides the Gardens, there is a wonderful little Cafe with excellent food (we enjoyed a delicious lunch) and a group of alpacas that come to graze on the lawn outside the Cafe everyday at noon —

A couple of young Alpaca jostle at the gardens.

Remember that tide thing?  Well – during low tide here a sandbar is exposed that one drives on to get to Ministers Island – named for Rev. Samuel Andrews who built his stone house here in 1790.  In the mid 1890’s Sir William Cornelius Van Horne, the second President of the Canadian Pacific Railway, discovered the Island.  Flush with wealth from building the Canadian coast-to-coast railway, he built his summer “cottage” and model farm here.   The island is only open about 3 hours a day scheduled around that low tide time so that visitors can drive there on the exposed sandbar, get a house tour and get back across the Bay before the tide comes back in!   Unfortunately, the estate changed hands several times in more recent years with most of the original valuable furnishings sold and then falling into disrepair.  However,  a trust has now taken over the property and is progressing in restoring the property.  In any event, it is still something to see.  

The low tide road to Minister Island

The Van Horne summer ‘cottage’ on Minister Island

St. Andrews also provided a little Main Street chocked full of shops and restaurants within walking distance from our ‘parking spot’, that kept us busy when we weren’t involved in all the activities above.  And, if that wasn’t enough, the cute little town of St. Stephen – Canada’s Chocolate Town –  was just about 30 minutes away with a chocolate factory, museum and store;-)

Farewell Canada. St. Andrews by-the-Sea!  What a wonderful way to conclude our adventures in Canada.  Tomorrow it is back to the US. What fun – ey?!?! Elizabeth & Gary saying a fond farewell to Canada;-)

Just blocks away from our Ponderosa Pines CG, one finds the Hopewell Rocks where you can literally walk on the ocean floor at low tide.  Then you can watch the worlds highest tide (reaches the height of a 4-story building!) come back in and completely cover the area you were just walking on.  This phenomenon occurs EVERY day – of course.  Although this seems quite obvious, as the tides are created by the pull of the moon (which comes and goes every day) and the severity depends on the position of the moon to the earth (more severe on full and new moons – least severe while we were here) – so of course it happens every day.  But, this statement is made to emphasize the enormity and severity of this act of nature and how those depending on the waters for fishing in these areas must cope – EVERY DAY!  You will get what I am talking about as you peruse the pictures that my crack photographer has provided below – – –

Exploring the Hopewell Rocks at low tide.

This next few shots compare low tide and high tide the next morning at the the same locations.

The view from our ‘living room’ window.

Just around the corner from our parking spot – perched atop massive granite worn smooth by the pounding waves below – is the world famous and picturesque lighthouse beacon at Peggy’s Cove, which has been guiding sailors and fishermen home since 1868!!

The famous Peggy’s Cove light house.  It must be famous as there was tour bus after tour bus dropping of passengers to take a look.

The view from the lighthouse in the direction of our campground at the end of the point.

The little village around the lighthouse was so very picturesque – the pictures speak for themselves —

Gary really did a good job on those – don’t you think?!?!?

The South Shore (the coastal area extending west from Halifax) is one quaint village after another.  Perhaps the most well known (or celebrated) is that of Lunenburg, which is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.  Established in 1753, Old Town Lunenburg is the best surviving example of a British planned colonial settlement in North America.  Its colorful waterfront, narrow streets, captivating architecture and seafaring history make it a real adventure not to be missed.  Again – the pictures tell the story –

The colorful architecture on its narrow streets.

Views of the Lunenberg Harbor.

And then there is the center piece – Halifax.  Full of history and connections to many events we have all learned about but may not know the Halifax connection.  The Maritime Museum of the Atlantic is a good place to start to (re)learn history.  As those rebels in the colonies broke ties from the mother country England, both England and France tried to advance or protect interests via the Maritimes/Nova Scotia – and Halifax was the hub of this activity.  First it was the French in the late 1600’s to the mid-1700’s.  Then the British came in to take over until the mid-1800’s (when Canada became its own ‘country’).  There is much sea-faring history from this port that took place through all those years.

Then – in 1912 Halifax played a major role at the time of the sinking of the Titanic.  The maiden voyage of RMS Titanic began in Southampton, England on April 10, 1912 – made several stops – and was to arrive in New York on the 17th with 2,200 passengers.  On Sunday, April 14 at 11:40pm, the Titanic struck an iceberg and by 2:20am on April 15, the “unsinkable ship” was gone.  The grim task of recovering victims was given to four Canadian vessels, which originated from Halifax as it was the closest city to the tragedy.  The bodies that were found were either buried at sea, shipped by train to their families or buried in three Halifax cemeteries.

A short five years later, Halifax endured the largest man-made explosion before the atomic age with the 1917 Halifax Explosion.  A French freighter packed to the gills with explosives entered the harbor to join a convoy to cross the Atlantic.  On its way in, it ‘clipped’ another ship and caught fire.  Within a short period of time it exploded – eliminating the shoreside villages killing over 2,000 people.

All of this and much more is to be learned at the Maritime Museum.  And – this is just the beginning as there is also the Halifax Citadel, The Public Gardens, Art Galleries and many other historic spots that we could not get to in the allotted time.  HOWEVER – the spots we did see were made possible because of the Segway Tour we did!!  What FUN – — –

Touring Halifax via Segway.  First – a QUICK training course.

There is a story here – Can you get it??

As always – the time goes MUCH too fast and we are on our way again.  And so – the sun sets on our little spot here in Peggy’s Cove —

The sunsets from our spot were beautiful.  The lens doesn’t do them justice.

Once again we are on our way.  Next stop is the Bay of Fundy and those amazing tides;-)

Our next posting will be from Hopewell Rocks if we don’t get washed away with the sea –

Elizabeth and Gary – newly trained Segway aficionados;-)

An evening gathering for music and story telling.. a Ceilidh in Gaelic

More golf – today the Bell Bay GC with more beautiful scenery to take our minds off the golf —

Nice view from the Bell Bay Golf Course.

Can you guess why it is Bell Bay??  You may not know, but Alexander Graham Bell bought a house on the point you can see in the background and created several of his many inventions here.  We all know him for the telephone (in a form no longer used by most!!) – but, he was quite prolific!  He invented a plane that was the first to fly in Canada – on the very lake you see above (in the winter when it was ice) and a hydrofoil, which was also tested on the lake above.  Perhaps the most astounding accomplishment (besides the telephone) was the creation of a method to ‘communicate’ with the deaf.  Through this he became a good friend of Helen Keller – and one of his deaf pupils became his wife.  All of this we learned as we toured the Alexander Graham Bell museum located here in Baddeck.  

Then – the BIG event for the area.  The Cabot Trail drive around Cape Breton Highlands NP and Top of the Island.  The bodies of water viewed included the Atlantic Ocean and the Gulf of St. Lawrence.  Really reminded us of Highway 1 in California – thus the title of this post.  Hikes, whale watching and taking pictures are prescribed activities – so will let the pictures provide the story —

The western side of the Cabot Trail above the Gulf of St. Lawrence.  Doesn’t it look like Highway 1 in California??

Lobster traps waiting to be put to work.

A pod of pilot whales hanging out near our whale watching boat.

Early morning eagle along the roadside.

An eastern section of the Cabot Trail above the Atlantic – see any fall colors????

Then there was one more day of golf here on a top 100 in the world course!!  An interesting course with more gorgeous views –

The Highland Links course was much the challenge, but had some really nice settings.

Seems like this has been a very short few days, but time to move on again.  Tomorrow the destination is Peggy’s Cove near Halifax, NS.

See you there – E & G

We were all delighted to arrive on the island and find our camping spot!  It had been a VERY long travel day of 10 hours – unusual for us – but, just wanted to get here and relax for an extra day.  And we were sooooo excited to see our ‘home’ for the next several days.  A FULL harvest moon shone down on our spot right on the West River, which feeds the Northumberland Strait;-)

The harvest moon rising shortly after we arrived at our campground. Seems appropriate as the entire island is a checkerboard of farms.  (Taken from our camping spot!)

There is little time to rest when there is so much to see and do.  The KOA Campground was quite near the capital of PEI, Charlottetown.  This year was a “once in a generation celebration” as they marked the 150th anniversary of the Charlottetown Conference.  In 1864 the Fathers of Confederation met at Province House in Charlottetown to discuss the formation of Canada.  And so it began.

After a nice lunch at the harbor and a walk about town, the Northern Central Coastal Drive was on the agenda – in order to find Green Gables where that little girl named Anne lived.  No imagination needed – it was there for real —–

The house that inspired the author of Anne of Green Gables.

Of course Anne was a fictional character.  I know that!!  But, the house was the inspiration for the setting of the book as the author (Lucy Maud Montgomery) spent much of her girlhood here with cousins of her grandfather.  Even the special places she discovered and named such as the Haunted Wood and Lover’s Lane still exist at Green Gables.

As one drives the Scenic Heritage Drives about the island, you weave through farm lands, over rivers and coves and along the various bodies of water that surround the island.  On the north it is the Gulf of St.  Lawrence – on the south the Northumberland Strait.  When the road strays inland a bit there are always little side roads that lead back to the water.  And, sometimes those side roads present the most wonderful, exciting places and views.  As these tidal pools and red cliffs —

All of PEI seems to be red clay.

Many fishing villages, like this one…

…and this one, dot the island’s coastline. .  and coves.  Right up against the farmland.

Of course (no pun intended), golf could not be forgotten as there are 20 courses on this little island.  First up – The Links a Crowbush Cove on the north side of the island.

Beautiful golf courses.  Tourism and agriculture are the islands two primary industries.

This fox was helping us find G’s errant golf ball.  Aren’t the wildflowers wonderful?

A view from the Crow’s Nest.   Tough course, UGH.  thankfully, tomorrow we will roam the island.

Now it was time to investigate the Southern Coastal Drive, which we started in Victoria-by-the-Sea –a storybook village if ever there was one.  Galleries, studios, restaurants (where E actually ATE mussels) AND a chocolate factory (where E ate lots of chocolate to cover up the mussels!!) line the cozy treed streets.  Although only two blocks long, we spent several hours wandering and enjoying the sights.

Another fishing village, Victoria, provided great views and a very pleasant cafe for lunch.

The Landmark Cafe was terrific – family owned.  E even tried the PEI Mussels.

There was still more to the day – and more of the drive.  Remember about the little side roads that will take you to the water and ‘exciting’ sights???  Well this one almost took us into the Gulf!!!

The road morphed into a pathway before we knew what happened.

Back to the Argyle Shore and another one of those little side roads that took us to a park with  a VERY steep staircase right to the water.  E was dying to know how cold the water was and couldn’t resist any longer.  Off with the shoes and roll up the pants —

How long can I keep my feet out of the water?

There just aren’t enough days wherever we go and how ever many days we stay.  Only time for one more of those 20 courses.  This time Dundarave Golf Course (a relative of Crowbush) and more beautiful scenery.  The wildflowers were beautiful and plentiful here – as were a few trees beginning to change color;-)

Dunderave Golf Course was a little more forgiving than Crow Bush.

Early evidence that the fall colors are on their way.

In our travels about the island, we were surprised at how much of the land was given to farming.  Not to be resisted, a stop at a local farmers market yielded dinner additions for several nights.

Delicious locally grown vegetables…

And – remember that chocolate shop in Victoria?  Well, E didn’t leave there empty handed.

…and locally made chocolates.

While there are lots of sights unseen, roads not traveled and courses not played – it is time to move on again.  So – the sun sets on our little spot tonight and tomorrow we move on to Cape Breton.

The sun brushes the horizon as our stay on the island comes to a close.

More in a few days if Magic makes it back across that bridge.

E & G from the mystic island

Funiculaire — to the Old City.

Voila – Old City (Chateau Frontenac, now a Fairmont Hotel)

Besides the Chateau Frontenac, perhaps the largest and most impressive part of the Old City is the Citadelle, which is still an active military base.  It is located just to the left of the Chateau above, high on the hill above the river.  A VERY strategic location for protection in the past – a wonderful site for stunning views today.

A view of the St Lawrence waterway from the Citadelle.  No one sneaking up on them.

Canon, canon everywhere at the Citadelle.

A lot of the buildings in the fort were underground.  This powder magazine was not..for safety reasons.

Buildings concealed by turf.  The Plains of Abraham in the background.

“I Will Remember (my fallen comrades).”

Below the Citadelle sits the old walled city – today with lots of restaurants, shops, galleries, etc.  Of course we found our favorite — which, as usual, turned out to be Italian;-)!

Rue St. Louis and our favorite – Bello Ristorante..really GOOD!

As always, the days go too fast and are too short.  And, it is time to move on again.  So — with a beautiful full moon over our heads, we took the last ferry ride back across the St. Lawrence River and said good-bye to Quebec —

Bon Soir Quebec.

Bonne Nuit – E & G