Pioneers! O Pioneers
Come my tan faced children
Follow well in order, get your weapons ready;
Have you your pistols? Have you your sharp edged axes? Pioneers! O Pioneers!
For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We, the youthful sinewy races, all the rest depend. Pioneers! O Pioneers
– Walt Whitman
This city is just chock blocked full of bridges!
An exchange between my sister and her boyfriend.
Sister: I don’t think I’d want to live in a 17th century Canadian fort. I’d probably be stuck wearing a skirt and baking bread.
Boyfriend : But you like wearing skirts and baking bread.
Sister : Oh yeah …
Do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rave at close of day
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
– Dylan Thomas
I’m in Quebec City, Canada for the next few days and with the stress of finishing my master’s thesis past it’s peak, I’ll be behind the camera again and posting a few photos from my adventures up here!
Turkey Alwan Travels