Yesterday and today we were deep in discussion with our colleagues from the office in Montréal. I'd studied French at the University of Montréal and have many fond memories of the city and the people, and generally find Quebeckers to be astute intermediaries vis-à-vis Frenchies. Overall a good and fruitful experience. And next year we're meeting in Montréal! I see my Canadian counterpart regularly but it was the first time I'd met the other folks. A very genial bunch. I think that's why MoBob and I enjoyed Quebecker sitcoms like Catherine because it's North American humor in French (with subtitles due to thick Quebecker accents).
Even though it was cloudy and cool on Sunday MB walked to the National Mall and saw the Alphabet Garden of Orchids. It's too bad my mom wasn't there to enjoy the exhibit with us. Every time we came back from the Philippines she'd carefully wrap orchids in damp paper towels and then stow them between layers of underwear. Afterwards we had lunch at the underground cafe at the National Gallery of Art. That's where we went to celebrate after we got married in July 2003.
Photos forthcoming, and then tomorrow off to Lyon.
The customs officials were a bit hesistate to delve into a pile of ladies' knickers.... One of the projects I worked in provided special pouches for women to store their sanitary napkins with an inside pocket for valuables. Because no one would think to look there.