As I wrote in my paper-and-pen diary, "Take heed, cash-strapped travellers: Quebec City could be a town in France and you don't have to leave Canada to reach it." I thoroughly enjoyed my three nights in the provincial capital of Quebec. It was a picturesque city of cobblestone streets, cafes with terraces, busy squares and verdant parks. After five weeks in tiny Jonquiere, it was wonderful to be in a bustling metropolis that has managed to maintain the intimate idea of everyone knowing one another. As happens when I really like a place, I pictured myself spending a longer part of my life in Quebec City. Who knows when I'll be back. Instead of electing the youth hostel life that can be so "hit-or-miss" I decided to Couchsurf in Quebec and found a woman about my
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