Quebec City in November

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Flights were dirt cheap from Pittsburgh.

This was a pretty low season - the miserable weather had begun but was no different than Pittsburgh, really; however, the wintery landscape, with the toboggan slide near the Chateau and thigh deep snow on the wonderful Plains of Abraham, nor the views of the wide, frozen St. Lawrence River, nor the comparative coziness of the charming restaurants that look perfect for wool sweaters and brandy by the fire, had not yet begun. Still, we strolled around town leisurely (it's the perfect walking city), without worrying about the cold, and didn't have to share the streets with many tourists.

It's also pretty good place to run, and the impressive staircases from the river to the park are a nice challenge.

In the end, I'll always feel pain for the bearded fellow who ran his own bar and dreamed of the NHL giving his city a new team, only to lose it to Vegas, a place were ice only comes in diluted free casino drinks.

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Photos

Rainy Day
Peggy with her pink umbrella in the rain