Homeboy is off on a school field trip to la belle province this week.
While uncharacteristically tidy the house is empty without his artistic scribbles, his music, his lanky self.
The two accompanying teachers have posted a few pictures to the school’s Flickr account, ostensibly to assure parents their offspring are alive and well, but just as likely to let the school admin think there’s *some* learning going on. We’ll learn the truth this weekend when the gang touches down Saturday.
This one looks like Toronto airport. Homeboy was so excited about the thought of a couple of wasted hours there: “I’ll be able to show everyone around!”
Hmmm. Montréal métro, I guess. Don’t you love when small things continue to excite? Makes me so happy.
And now clearly in le vieux Quèbec. I spent two summers there, pummelling my brain into functional bilingualism, nothing more. Homeboy’s hat: Picked it up at the Monoprix in Aix-en-Province last year. Most remarkably he hasn’t lost it. I’m thinking he wore it for the French fashion flair.
Goofy kids loving their lives.
Good boy. Don’t lose that camera!
Somewhere along the way they met up with another school for a quick game of Ultimate.
I wonder if they’ve actually spoken any French this week.
And finally, they were supposed to bring clothes appropriate to going out for dinner. Evidently they planned this beforehand. Hilarious.
The funny thing is that only one of their fathers — guess whose — wears a suit to work.
Quelle bonne vacances!
Lois, puh-leeze, Toronto subway. Steel rails. Montreal=rubber tires.
Looks like they’re having a blast.
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You are so smart!
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No. I grew up riding the ‘bway. The metro was amazing to me when we went to Expo ’67 when I was 9-10. Rubber tires on a train!
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What beautiful memories… Love you guys…. Zaz…. getting more handsome every day!
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