We left the cottage bright and early today, 5 am. Here is mom, Aunt Carole and Aunt Pat. The three of them sat in the back of the van for the 6 hour trip to Quebec City. I'm afraid it may be my turn on the return trip. Oh well it's the least I can do.
We stayed at the Hotel du Vieux that is within the walls of Old Quebec City. It is a beautiful old hotel. Our view from the street and from our room is absolutely amazing. We actually have the best room with the best view out of all of us. In the morning they deliver a basket of pastries, jam and fruit right to your door. Uncle Jim and Aunt Pat said that they were going to bring their basket to our room so that they could enjoy the view and eat with us too. After breakfast we are signed up to take an hour and a half walking tour of Old Quebec. That should be interesting. I sense more pictures.
After an early dinner we kinda wandered around the streets of old Quebec. I think it's now tradition to find some type of mountie for Frank to pose with. He's a good sport. The jester was just tucked in some small alcove.
After we returned from our little walking tour with mom, in the pouring rain I might add. Uncle Jim and Aunt Pat were sad that they didn't get to go with us. So mom decided she would stay at the hotel, she was already in her jammies, and Frank and I went with them on another adventure. The rain finally stopped and we saw the coolest things. The lighting in the streets at night is beautiful along with the interesting puppet dude. It is very European here and very fascinating.
The old part of Quebec City that we are in is surrounded by a huge wall. Hopefully tomorrow I will learn why that is. The streets are narrow and some are cobblestoned. Shops line the streets, it is a beautiful place.