The historic old city of Québec is perched on a promontory high above the Fleuve St. Laurent (St. Lawrence River). Our hotel was not perched on said bluff. Our hotel was at the foot of the bluff. We arrived at about 4PM. I cajoled Richard into making the trek to see the old town. We got a map from the hotel’s front desk. (Do not believe Richard when he claims that we were issued crampons and a safety rope. There was no rappelling involved.) The fifteen minute walk took a hair bit more than a quarter hour. We were panting. We were sweating. A concerned passerby checked us for a pulse. But we made it!
A typical street in Old Québec.
True to their French heritage, Québecois are into their gardens.
This is a building that is very important and I have forgotten the name of.
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