Girl in front of stone wall with frozen river in background

Why March is the Worst Month in Québec

So ICYMI, last month I wrote a piece reflecting on my first “real” winter here in Québec. I also wrote a very controversial post titled “there is no perfect climate/weather” – LOL I know. However, something I can confirm now that we are solidly in April (and a sentiment had seconded by a local friend …

View of green-blue water

Perfect Climate – Why it’s a Myth

So, last week I shared a few reflections on my first winter here in Québec. I discussed the pros, cons and everything that has surprised me. As we round out the season, I’m quite ready for the snow to melt and to shed the 3 – 5 layers I average anytime I step outside. HOWEVER, …

Girl sitting in snow facing partially frozen river

Reflections on My First Winter in Québec

So, in case you missed it, on Christmas Day I finally reunited with my boyfriend and moved across the continent to snowy Québec. As I moved just 3 days into the official winter season, I’ve endured enjoyed a little over 2 months of the Winter Wonderland that is La Belle Province. Yes, I’m aware that …

Green cliff over water

Indigenous Languages in North America

This post was originally published on October 10th, Indigenous People’s Day. It has since be reworked and adapted for this new site. Happy Indigenous People’s Day to everyone except Tucker Carlson and any other out-of-touch, old white dudes. Okay, context. For those that don’t know, Tucker Carlson is a Fox News host that likes to …

People walking in park

Au Pair in France – An Honest Guide

There are so many ways to travel and learn French, however, the most common, is becoming an au pair in France (or another Francophone country). Today I’d like to provide you with an in-depth and extremely honest guide. Please note this post is going to focus on being an au pair in France, as that …

French Police Car

That One Time I Gave a Police Statement in French

“Sydney I’m really sorry to bother you…” Véronique’s words drifted into my ears as I came to after a fitful nap on the couch. Was I still dreaming? Why is she speaking English? Were my first thoughts as a pushed my flu-ridden body to a seated position. “Uh…désolé, pardon?” I managed out. She continued in …