After living several years in Paris, I was in the believe that the opinion that the French had about Quebec was exaggerated.
I thought that their pride that a part of Canada continues to maintain the French language and culture was only due to their characteristic feeling of “grandeur”. But I must admit that they are right. In Québec we had the opportunity to talk with the charming “québécois” and realize that actually the use of French (with their own accent) predominates over English. His passion for France and its French origins is striking. You can experience aromas and memories of France in its restaurants, shops, streets, … Nothing to do with the feelings of Americans toward Britain or Hispanic-Americans to Spain, where in many cases, of course not all, there is more criticism that identity.
We arrived in Quebec on August 4. We found the Festival of New France that would last until Sunday 8. Suddenly we were immersed in the local life of the seventeenth century. For four days Quebecers celebrate the arrival of the first French to North America and the creation of the city in 1608 by French explorer Samuel de Champlain.
The historic district of the city, a UNESCO World Heritage, is full of people dressed in costumes of the seventeenth and eighteenth century, walking with pride for their wonderful Ville: on the rue du Petit Champlain, the rue du Trésor, Place Royale, he Vieux Port …
Vive la Nouvelle France!