Novotel Montreal Aeroport Saint Laurent

There was little life on the empty streets of the Old Town which became old probably hundreds of years ago and never came back to life again. Sleepy cafes with strangely impotent coffee, bored prostitute on the stairs of the Museum of American Civilization, an ice rink with cheerful French music from municipal loud speakers but few skaters around - hardly a better place to spend another hundred years in lethargic oblivion.

... br>Danach konnten wir auch noch feststellen, dass das Wasser im Camper gefroren war!
Zum Glück haben wir im Motelzimmer übernachtet, dass war wohl ein Wink des Schicksals. Denn die Innentemperatur im Camper zeigte -2 Grad an.

Heute fuhren am St. Lorenz-Strom entlang nach Levis. Am Abend gönnten wir uns ein feines Schweizer Käsefondue. Mahlzeit!

... the Citadel, a fortified military base that is still in use today. We venture into the Chateau Frontenac overlooking the harbour and there at the dock is our ship. We brave the cold as long as we dare and decide to end the tour and board our ship early.

We depart mid afternoon to Toronto and catch a delayed connection to Quebec City to arrive very late Thursday evening. Our stay is at a the Hotel Chateau Laurier, a mid range full service hotel adjacent to the Military Armoury. The room is small but the price is just right. There is a St Hubert Chicken in the Hotel - this place also serves breakfast.

... September 22 – To Quebec City... The drive to Quebec City was uneventful and we were on the Pierre-Laporte Bridge crossing the St Lawrence River before noon. From then on it was every man for himself as we weaved and dodged our way through the madness that is Quebec City traffic, eventually arriving at Le Dauphine Hotel just off Highway 40.

The Hotel was a pleasant surprise but Quebec City never really had a chance with us. In addition to the ...

... off it was now time to get some serious training done.

Of course the best way to prepare for a ski event is to ski. No problems for Marina as she lived a 20 minute bus ride from the trails at the Relais Plein Air of Gatineau Park. Me, I live in North Devon, in the UK, and snow on any given day is something the local bookmakers offer serious odds against.

Fortunately I live in one of the most spectacularly scenic coastal regions of the UK with amazingly ...

... Dresel disappears It was with tears and emotion that the Beauce family divorce took place within the rather significant walls that are those of the Rock Cafe in April 2008. We miss you Thomas....à Septembre! Beauce Carnaval comes to town To get over the significant loss that was the Dresel's departure us remaining Beaucies decided what better way to cheer ourselves up than go to the bright lights of Beauce Carnaval! And what a cheering up ...

... Thursday. After doing all that, we got our stuff together in order to traipse across town to the Manoir Victoria, a very nice place where we will be staying for the rest of the week. (We couldn't find a place for Saturday night, other than this one auberge in Lower Town). I still had to pay for the room, so I go into my messenger bag to look for my wallet. I reach my hand in, swish it around, and when I pulled my hand out, my wallet ...

... not sure they sell gas, or parking spaces but stilL!) They were able to help tho....by giving us a map...and directions. Filled the car, well no someone did it for us, they still have service petrol stations!!!! then headed for the recommended car park, except it colsed in like an hour! So useful...drove around, all the carparks were scary underground things...so Neil decided to drive into the old walled city....and lo and behold there was ...

... by fishing and strawberry farming - when we got picked up by Jean's truck and trailer. For six hours, we rode with moustachioed, constantly-smiling, retired Jean. For the first two hours, the conversation was terribly boring. Julie helped me out by passing out in the backseat. Jean got much more interesting, though. He'd built his old-French-architecture, four-sided-roof dream home in the country near to Montreal. He spoke excitedly of his horses, riding them in the ...