Thursday, December 23, I go to university and join Aurélie Eleonore: We must retrieve the car that will take us into the Laurentians (Montreal after a detour to retrieve the rest of the gang) for a few days. In our business, our ice skates, things to keep warm, and some sweets to eat foie gras, duck breast, and Cantal is the game. It is Christmas Eve though, that either France or not! I take the wheel to Montreal, where I'm caught right in the pile: more fear than harm, two three cracks in the bumper, but especially my first accident! We arrived at Catherine, who bought a million Virginia with supplies. We will start with three great days, but our 5 bellies are among the hardest to please. Everything in the car, our fully equipped, four girls and a boy, agrees on the road to Val David, where a beautiful cottage near a lake ahead. 
Very comfortable, the cabin: a family room with fireplace, and we plan to build a fire on the evening of 25. Two large bedrooms, two bathrooms, a terrace, but also, more importantly, a Jacuzzi and a sauna. Neither one nor two, after s asking the important things in the fridge, we all jump in the jacuzzi. Although small, for five of us, but we laugh, we enjoy this holiday beginning well. It empties water in the face, our face is smeared with moss, and Eleanor and I take the time to go to the sauna. Quench these things! Dinner, a glass of Coke in hand, people laughing, and it looks forward to the next evening. 
After a relaxing night, we get quiet ment and have lunch buffet-style meal of brown c h e
t taste: it Byzantium! We undertake in the future a great walk on a footpath in the village. Beside us, rinks, hockey players and people are busy in their preparations for Christmas, which is pl us very far. We go along, and now go along a beautiful river. This water energy is communicated with Catherine and Eleanor, who drew me Aquent one after the other in me throwing snow. Of course, I win the battle, and behold the face reddened by the cold snow, I joyfully spread their cheeks! Aurélie Virginia and monitor children n e are, it seems simple stuff. It makes a great sun, trees grow green in the whiteness of winter in Quebec, and we laugh in the snow. 
The evening is Christmas Eve. Smoked duck breast cooked quail legs, foie gras, and bredele Gewurtz ahead. They will wait much longer: we take our time in the Jacuzzi. At 21h, we are dressed, and a glass of bubbly in hand. We do not eat more: drive Simone! Direction: the church of St. Agatha, where Midnight Mass begins ... to 22 hours! For festive spirit, we enter the church. These are not the prayers that interest us, but the songs, the organist, the choir who sing the Gloria behind us this sermon of the priest, who invites us to love. In our hearts, it is hot, and it's not a song. The grace of Christmas touches us, one at a , and returning to our cottage, each sharing his emotion, great, great. But it's time to eat everything else. Before dessert, we open our gifts. 
Everyone should offer a person something, to have a present under the tree (here, this will of v ant the chimney). Catherine, in charge of my gift, offered me a beautiful calendar of Cuba to prepare for our journey. As for me, after donating a CD of Justin Bieber (a joke), I offer my Eleanor a pendant with a maple leaf at the end. Beauty is touched, tears come to his eyes. This issues in a sweetness worthy of the best Christmas Eve. I blow on the last candle lit. A Dec. 25 under the snow, few people can claim to live it. Me, I did! As before, we brunchons, chocolate, fried eggs, bacon, and go! Catherine, Eleanor, Aurélie and I will travel to the ski resort of Mont Blanc (...) for skiing! Virginia did not like, she prefers to remain at the house waiting for us. So we head to 4, well covered, to get off at full speed some fine ski slopes. A fixed-halfI ournée and equipment later, we're off to conquer the mountain! Of the band, I'm the only one able to ski since I was young: Catherine Aurelie and follow me well, having made sometimes in the past. For Eleanor, it is the baptism of fire! We try to teach us three of her advice and, persevering, the friend is doing well, including the planting stick, the leg movement. After three hours of raids more or less slow, Catherine and I are launching on beefy red, light-footed. Fast, we go down the slopes in less time than it takes to say "abracadabra". In the end, and Aurélie Eleonore ahead, happy from this experience: we skied at a December 25 Quebec!
On returning, we have a nice surprise on the table: a fifty pancakes made by Virginia during our absence. Our four hours of skiing gave us hungry, we devour in a short time that taste of fortune. To return once again in our Jacuzzi, for the last time. Aurélie Eleonore and remain there three hours, while the rest of us sing, read, stroll. The last meal, light the fireplace, I feed daily. We told each in turn we spent some fantastic days. A little game Time's Up! And some music to listen, we're at 1 o'clock in the morning. Tomorrow it will start, winning our homes. For Virginia, it is mainly the time to return to France in two days. 
The next day, after yet another brunch, a storage of the cottage, we take off and we go into a charming village in the Laurentians, to discover its essential Christmas shop. No right to photograph, unfortunately, but it was a must see! Then, before heading back, hot chocolate and waffles are needed in a chocolate factory. Gain strength, enjoy the last moments together, and again how this Christmas was the most beautiful of all those experienced before. 
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