Quebec

I caught the express bus from Montreal to Quebec, the skies were grey and bad weather was approaching. I stayed at the YWCA which was a redocarated 100 year building, my room was art deco style. Next morning I looked out my window to snow everywhere.



I struggled down the street with the ice blowing in my face and found a bakers shop with the largest almond croissant I have ever seen. Over a cup of coffee I pondered what I should do for the day, walking was impossible, even to the bus stop.



I gt a taxi to take my luggage back to the station and see if there was an earlier train. There was, but the cost to change my ticket was $45. I decided to get another taxi to the art museum and thought that would be a warm place for a while. Unfortunately it is closed on Monday to the general public. I got inside the building as a school group was taking a tour. The staff gave me a tourist book which saved the day.


I rang Quebec City Tours and organised a tour of the city for 2 hours, I was the only client. I saw all the sites of the city from a comfortable heated vehicle, with an interesting tour guide. I only had to get out to buy a souvenir T shirt. I was the only customer the shop had that day. There was also a tour to Island of Orleans, Montmorency Falls and St Anne's church. Another person was taking this tour so I thought why not. This is a view of the water way from the Island. You can see no one had walked through the snow. The roads on the Island were so heavy with snow drifts its a wonder we made it through. In the summer the raspberries grow and maple syrup is collected. There are beautiful summer homes for people who want to get away from the city.



The wind nearly blew me over as I walked to the viewing point for the waterfall. But knowing me I had to have a close look. I wished I had stayed in the vehicle. The winter ice was starting to break up into large chunks in the river. I had had no food during the tours and enjoyed a plate of pasta before I caught the train from Quebec to Montreal and then the overnight bus from Montreat to New York. I really had enjoyed my sights of Quebec and there would be much to see when the weather was better. During the bad weather New York had 8 inches of rain. I wished some had been diverted to Australia.