Greta just graduated from high school and Bo and I were having a hard time deciding what kind of present to give her.  Margot told us about a bracelet that some of her friends received from their parents when they graduated. It looks like an ID bracelet, but on the front, you engrave the latitude and longitude of your house. Then on the back, you can write something like, "So you'll always find your way home." Bo squirmed and said, "I'm more of a cash and bread crumbs guy."

We decided on a trip to Quebec City because, from what we could tell, Greta was good at French in high school and we thought it would be fun for her to communicate with French Canadians, who are known to be super accommodating. Just kidding on that last part, but you can't blame the Québécois for being cranky and defensive after all they've been through, historically speaking. Here's what happened in a nutshell. After they settled there in the early 1600's, the French had massive problems holding onto a place that was blessed with so many beaver pelts. After lots of back and forth, in 1763, England took over for good. Just after that, the people of Quebec put into effect L'Acte Passif Agressif, an unofficial but palpable movement in which they started speaking a clubbier version of French even faster.