I don't remember when I've had as much fun as I had at FROST.BOB. It was absolutely fantastic. Sure, MOUNT.BOB was great, but since I was running stuff, I didn't get to just relax and have a good time like I did at FROST.BOB. I wrote a very brief report to talk.bizarre.

bigger	The corner of St. Anne and St. Stanislas in Vieux Quebec. Our address for the weekend.
bigger	The Hotel Maison Doyon. This was the cutest little old hotel. Short on amenities, but long on charm. The only problem was the lack of a large room where we could congregate.
bigger	We tried hanging out in the common room of the hotel, but the hotel staff are somewhat territorial about it and they gave us dirty looks until we left. So we didn't hang out there much. The colocabal had a pretty big room so we stole a couple of chairs from the common room and partied in there.
bigger	The view out the front door of the hotel...
bigger	and the view out the back.
bigger	The view down St. Anne street.
bigger	Yong-mi and myself standing in front of an ice sculpture of a dragon. In the background you can see the ice palace.
bigger	The ice palace.
bigger	Bon Homme's bedroom in the ice palace. Bon Homme is the happy, evil snowman mascot of Carnaval. He is everywhere. And he is always watching. The walls are adorned with pictures of Bon Homme with famous people. Bon Homme has an ice canopy bed, ice desk, ice chairs.
bigger	The Angel of Armaments entry in the snow sculpture competition. I don't remember which country sponsored this one.
bigger	England's entry in the snow sculpture competition.
bigger	Kate, Stevi, Ilana and Eamon read one of the many historical markers on the buildings of old Quebec City.
bigger	Kate, Ilana, and Stevi in front of the Ursuline Cloister. "She died a saint!" the nun in the convent giftshop told us. "She spent her whole life saying yes to Jesus." She was St. Marie de l'Incarnation, and she was a remarkable woman. But she didn't spend her whole life saying yes to Jesus. First she was a successful businesswoman, got married once or twice, might have had a couple of kids, i can't remember. Then when she had had enough of all that, then she said YES to Jesus.
bigger	A building with a statue of the pope in front of it.
bigger	The world famous Chateau Frontenac.
bigger	Eamon, Stevi and myself.
bigger	The view out over lower town.
bigger	The streets of lowertown complete with silly BOBbers.
bigger	One of the best things in Quebec at carnaval times are the street vendors selling thick maple syrup, frozen onto sticks, or heated up in little cups. It doesn't get any better than pure maple sugar on a stick, i tell you. But you know, everything's better ON A STICK!
bigger	The canoe race was by far the most frighteningly bizarre event we saw this weekend. Teams run along side the canoe and push until the ice is flowing enough to get in and paddle. None of them wear lifejackets. They go out across the St. Lawrence river and back again twice. The current is fierce and large chunks of ice are swept across their path. Needless to say, there isn't going to be any team talk.bizarre entering the canoe race any time soon.
bigger	A closeup of the ice in the river.
bigger	The clowns cheering on the crazy canoers.
bigger	Out by the river, watching the canoe races, trying to stay warm and wondering where the hell everyone else is. d.page front and center.

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