Quirky Quebec

"Welcome to Quebec, the Nation's Capital" read the sign from the bus. Well this was news to us; here we were thinking Ottawa was the nation's capital. It turns out that the Quebecoise don't like being a part of Canada much. You can kind of understand the logic behind this though. Journeying through the province of Quebec would be the equivalent to stepping onto a plane and travelling to France, but much cheaper. Montreal and Quebec are amazing cities, so if they choose to cross out the 'Canada' on 'Canada Post', let them we say.

Montreal

The downtown area is split into two halves: 'Ye Olde Towne' and 'Ye Neked Dancing Girly Towne'. Both had their merits we suppose, but the Olde Towne offered us a bit more.

Dave learnt the hard way that rollerblading should be left to the professionals after Nicola talked him into trading his dignity for sore ankles and some hair rasing moments.
We also spent a few good hours walking down the cobbled streets of the Old Town, buying ice creams from the gelatis, beer from the cafes, and gawking at the art on sale and the street buskers.

Quebec City

We were delighted to discover Quebec is a whole city similar to the Old Town in Montreal. To top this, it's also the only fortified city in North America and has a citadel that is currently used as a military base. Surprisingly enough we did a little more browsing, drinking beer and coffee, and watching street performers.

A side note. Horse tours of the city: romantic? No. Definately not. They stink. Let's leave them in the fields munching on grass where they belong.

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