Before I forget… (Part 3: Upper Canada Village)

This was our last stop for the day, the Upper Canada Village in Eastern Ontario.

It’s a good 30-minute drive from Glengarry Cheese Factory.

Upper Canada Village is a tiny town that transports you back in time to the late 1800s: the buildings, the activities, and the people.  It is amazing to see how people lived back then sans électricité, pas d’internet.

There was a mini train that tours you around the park.
Grammy and Grampy took that ride…
…while we went inside to explore the village.
At the lobby, you see the tools of the trade used in 1860s.
The boys posed for a picture while I buy entrance tickets.
The souvenir shop.
Our first stop was the Asselstine Woollen Factory
It transforms raw wool into yarn and blankets.
This is the machine that they use, powered by water turbines and steam engines.
Monsieur was kind enough to give wool samples to the kids.  Gabby took home his sample.
Wool yarns
The boys and their friends.

Family picture

Inside Bellamy’s Steam Flour Mill
The flour produced here meet the community’s requirements.
The boys with friends Milton and Kobe
Riel and friend Mon
Heading to the Sawmill
This muley saw is water-powered.  It cuts lumber for the local market.
Lumber ready for the saw
Cook’s Tavern and Livery.
Posing with the performers
Inside the tavern.
A signage…

…and a newspaper copy dated May 30, 1864 

We peeked inside the tavern’s kitchen.  This is where they get the term “femme au foyer” for housewife, since a big chunk of a wife’s tasks is done in the kitchen.

Still part of the kitchen
Riel and Mon bought a bottle of sarsaparilla…
…it’s the same concoction they serve back in the 19th century.  Best served cold, it was kept cool in the basement– there were no refrigerators back then!
Outside the tavern, we took the horse-drawn carriage around the village.
The boys fitting nicely at the back.
Passing by the farm…
…and a farmer cultivating the land with the help of his horses.  In the Philippines, farmers use carabaos to help plow the land.
The village’s quaint church.
Cheese factory
The red barn
A common house…
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A rich man’s house…
Inside the rich man’s house with furniture circa 1860s
Posing with the guide avec ma belle amie, Jojie
The village grocery.
Inside the grocery
The bakery
Freshly-baked bread
For sale at the shop
The village hotel
Only heritage meals served here.

The menu

Crysler Hall

The lady guide told us that Crysler Hall was built as a residence.  It was owned by a timber merchant.  The house was not typical of most houses during the period and was considered pompous by its neighbors back then.

“Sir, you look like someone… Tiger Woods.” (she said it for real!)
A farmer and his wife tending the garden.
The village school
The blacksmith shop.
There were still plenty of places in the village to see, but it was difficult to explore the village by foot on a scorchingly hot day.
Still, it was a lovely day for all.  Au revoir.