Sunday started at the "Easter Parade" - an interesting name when it's really just people dressed up in unusual hats and a mass of other people taking photos of them.
For Quebec, provincial pride far exceeds national pride - these kids were a big group and rather noisy chanting about Quebec.
Cluedo + me.
Unfortunately I didn't make it to church, which was quite a change from spending the last 9 years at Easter Camp. Missing church on Easter is something I hope never happens again.
From the parade we went via Central Park to Chinatown and Little Italy.
After a siesta in Central Park we went to walk across Brooklyn Bridge. A few avid photographers in the group meant we stayed a few hours to watch the sun set over the city.
When we finally made it across the bridge we headed back for dinner at a burger place called Junior's.
For Quebec, provincial pride far exceeds national pride - these kids were a big group and rather noisy chanting about Quebec.
Cluedo + me.
Unfortunately I didn't make it to church, which was quite a change from spending the last 9 years at Easter Camp. Missing church on Easter is something I hope never happens again.
From the parade we went via Central Park to Chinatown and Little Italy.
After a siesta in Central Park we went to walk across Brooklyn Bridge. A few avid photographers in the group meant we stayed a few hours to watch the sun set over the city.
When we finally made it across the bridge we headed back for dinner at a burger place called Junior's.
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