Letters From The Road

La Tuque

Our night was long, beds were hard to come by but eventually we landed in a wonderful little Chalet about 40 minutes away from the city. We woke up to a beautiful river that the night was hiding from us just 7 hours previous. Vladimir started us off on a good foot with coffee, hard boiled eggs and toast. We were ready for the day. As we left the chalet someone remarked on the smell coming from the garbage can sitting right outside the door. We got to the school, and it seemed as though the smell was following us, Antoine even smelled himself to make sure that it wasnt him. We eventually figured out that the Sulfur plant was the culprit. The people were lovely and we broke the record for fastest strike, 15 minutes, with the help of 8 very eager 11th grade guys.

Chibougamau

There are some perks that come with being so remote, an abundance of stars being one of them. Just before we hit the town we pulled the van over onto the shoulder of the highway, hit the hazards and stepped out to take in all the sky had to offer. While setting up at the school passing students would stop infront of the set to ask what "the Cage" was for. Some were convinced that Antoine and I were gonna wrestle in it, while others thought it was for the lions. Needless to say they were an awesome and imaginative bunch.

Jonquiere

The end of the week brought us to one of the bigger cities we've seen in a while. The show was well recieved, and Antoine and I spontaneously broke out into a subtle and silent three stooges pre-show spectacle which turned out to be a favorite with some of the kids. With only one show to do in Jonquiere it left us with some time to rest, and that is what we did. The Holiday Inn beds felt like a cuddle with Santa Claus, and let's just say we put in alot of quality time in with old Saint Nick.

Tadoussac

It was the weekend and we decided to spend it in Tadoussac. This is something that everyone should decide to do...spend a weekend in Tadoussac that is. While there we managed to walk on the beach, walk through the town and visit some whales. Simply put, a charming town.

Baie Comeau

Another town that sports a very indentifiable smell. Pulp and paper plants provide the town's je ne sais quoi. A cozy space allowed for us to have a very intimate show with an engaged audience. Smoke went over a little better than Home did. But both were definately well appreciated. The English teacher told us that it was one of the best Geordie shows yet. You might think that typing and patting your own back at the same time would be difficult...Uh it turns out that it's not so tough. We were treated to an amazing evening from Max. He brought us out onto the bay in his sail boat. We made friends with some whales as we took in his never ending knowledge. Max my friend, you will make a great tour guide someday.

We are off to Sept-Iles tomorrow, until the next time...

Jim-Bob out