I have been reluctant to write anything about Canada since I left the Cape because quite frankly I have been underwhelmed. I don’t want to offend my Canadian friends, but my route, has revealed not much more than I can see on the Cape (trees, trees and an occasional glimpse of water).
Today we left Chettticamp on Cape Breton Island and drove a nice coastal road where I would like to own a couple of ocean front acres to retire on; beautiful country and wonderful views with a tidy port.
The one thing that is particularly noticeable in Canada is where the French speaking people live. I can now drive down the road and point out a French speaking house and when I drive through a French speaking village it is so obvious it brings me to attention.
The French speakers all mow their grass (perfectly at 8 am on Saturday morning), their houses are pristine clean, there is never junk in the yard, their landscaping is immaculate and you know the houses are as clean and well maintained inside as out.
Drive two miles down the road and you can spot English speakers. You can see Cape Cod or almost any other Canadian/US village. Trash in the yard, weeds (like mine), a house in need of repair and a lout (like me ) in a pickup truck drinking a bud light.
Why is this? Is it just that the French are neat and clean or are they trying to show somebody something (the conniving bastards!). It must be part of the Quebec livre campaign that de Gaulle started.
I don’t know the answer but if I emigrate to Canada, you can bet I will locate in a French speaking area, I just hope they will let me in. Merci beaucoup and cheers.
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