Anarchist fashion in really Quebecois fashion

We've been staying in the Quebec City hostel for a couple of days and its been really sweet. Its right in the old city and comfortable - not as fancy as the Bear on the Lake, but whatever.

For those of you who didn't know, Mac is a serious fan of history, especially military history and the history of warfare. He can identify planes, formations and 18th century battlements. And so we went to the Citadel here. Quebec has experienced siege six times - from the British, and from the Americans - that is if you don't count the last time we were here - being chased by the cops at the Summit the Americas in 2001. And the defensive structure of 'Cap Diamond', with its cliffs, ditches and high walls usually succeeds. This weekend at the Citadel, the historical details were somewhat overshadowed by the show of force by the Van Doos, a contemporary military unit based here. They were showing off all their toys here - missile launchers, tanks, communication systems, the works. It was impressive and yet gave me such a sick feeling in my stomach. There was even a display on the culture and people of Afghanistan. Erm. I have some photos I'll put up in the next day or so.

Anyway, yesterday there was a music festival on Rue St Jean and after doing a number of Fathers Day type activities (Museum of the Fort, a funicular, and a brew pub), we wandered around there. Super-bon. During the day I somehow promised Sidney that we would wander the streets that night together. And so we did. He was delighted as we strolled around, up and down massive staircases, and checking out the bands. Mac had gone to bed already. What we found out during the day is that most Quebecois youth look like anarchist punk rock kids. So there are two possibilities. They are, and that means the revolution is nigh. Or everyone just dresses like this, so we can't tell anyone's politics from the way they dress.

And now we're off to go camping in the suburbs. xo xo