Tim has a sleep in this morning while I go and get all that girly stuff done - hair and nails. We found a hairdresser not far from the hotel last night on our walk home so after breakfast I head there, to discover they are closed… I go to the coffee shop next door and after buying a muffin and coffee ask them if they know when it will be open. Turns out that Monday is hairdresser closed day here, if only the opening hours sign was in English. No matter, I’m directed to a street where there is a shopping mall and everything is open. HAIRDRESSING, QUEBEC STYLE So after walking past some very, very nice clothing stores I find a hairdresser who can see me. Before I left home my wonderful hairdresser, Michelle,
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