My final week in Quebec began with a minor crisis. I ran out of money and since my mom could not get to the bank until Monday to put funds on my debit card, she had to send me some cash through Western Union. After picking up my money at the nearby Metro-Plus and buying some groceries, I looked around in the mall which the supermarket is a part of and had lunch in its food court before heading back to Laval.
On Monday was my sixth and final excursion: to the Huron-Wendat historic site. The Huron-Wendat are one of the Iroquois nations. A village like the one recreated at their historic site would have supported 900 to 1600 people, organized into 30 or 40 longhouses made from longs and tree bark. Our guide explained that a longhouse can hold an average of six families.
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The villagers supported themselves by growing the three sisters: corn, beans, and squash, as well as sunflowers and tobacco and by hunting deer and other wild animals. For transportation, the built canoes and racquet snowshoes out of wood and animal hides, waterproofed with resin and bear fat.
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I bought one of those kitschy dream catchers the places like this sell in their gift shops along with leather wristbands and postcards for my friends back home. On our way back to Laval, we stopped to look at a waterfall on Huron-Wendat property.
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Tuesday was fairly low key. I was part of a small group going to a place called Crackpot Cafe, a paint your own pottery studio which also sells coffee, hot, chocolate, tea, and snacks. I ordered a brownie and a can of Pepsi and decided to paint a soup bowl.
