I went to Kingston for Mekaro 8. This was the eighth annual Mid-Canada Gathering of Esperanto-speakers. It rotates between cities in Southern Ontario and Southern Quebec; last year it was in Trois-Rivières, year before that in Toronto, year before that in Montréal, etc. Next year it will be in Quebec City.
There were about 40 of us, ranging in age from kids to grandparents. I met friends I haven’t seen for ages, and made new friends.
We went on a tour of Murney Tower, Fort Henry, and Bellevue House.
Murney Tower and Fort Henry were part of a system of fortifications built in the late 1830s to defend the town of Kingston and the harbour against attack by the Americans, since Kingston had both a Royal Navy shipyard and the southern entrance to the Rideau Canal, which leads to Ottawa.
Murney Tower is one of four Martello towers, self-sufficient forts topped by a gun emplacement that covered the approaches to the harbour. Fort Henry, the centre of the system of fortifications, commands vast views of the town, the harbour, and the landscape.
We were halfway through the tour of the Martello tower, when we realized that not only would the Martello towers and Fort Henry be effective at defence against 1840s Americans, they would be superb at defence against zombies. So I spent much time drawing cross sections in my sketchbook. 
Bellevue House was rented for a time in the late 1840s by Sir John A McDonald, the first prime minister of the confederated provinces of British North America, which became the Dominion of Canada. It has been restored to that time period, and the guides are dressed in period costume. We saw how people lived in those pre-electricity, pre-gas days. The well-to-do had servants, and households ran on wood (or just possibly coal) fires, and hand labour. And people wore a lot of clothes then, so there was a lot of hand labour.
We also walked a lot through the Old Town area of Kingston, which I hadn’t seen before. It was quite beautiful. Limestone buildings, rare in Ontario, are very common there, giving the streets a very different look to most 19th-century Ontario towns (which tend towards red brick). We also went on a “ghost tour”, led by a guide dramatically dressed in a black cape and bearing a candle lantern. Strange things went on in Kingston in the old days…
It was a good weekend.