Yes, the weather has indeed gone to crap. We had rain on our entrie journey south today - this was a really pretty drive heading north - until about 5:00 this evening and it's also chilly compared to sweltering southern Ontario. We made a quick stop at Ste. Anne de Beauport for a pic of the pilgrimage church out the car window.
We decided that today would be a memory-lane journey for Dawn to her home turf, for 6 years, at CFB Valcartier.
This is now the home of the 5th Mechanized Brigade and it is an impressively huge miltary presence. Because Dawn's dad was an officer, they lived in single family homes in the PMQ area. While Ted was a captain, they lived here on Rue Beauvais.
Then they went to Germany. Upon their return, Ted was promoted to Major and this became their home on Rue Savoy.
Dawn was sent to Quebec City for High School, a one way 28 km trip twice a day. Yikes! Traffic was really congested in and around Quebec City and after arriving at our hotel, we discovered that this is the first day of their Summer Music Festival - more impressive non-research. Tonight, for example, Sting and Peter Gabriel were on the bill. Our hotel was right on the Grand Allee, which turns into a pedestrian street in the evening. Fortunately we were able to unload before the closure and snagged a room right on the street at ground level - no lack of action from our window. We are in the room immediately to the right of the front door of the hotel.
There are many Concert performance venues a short walk from our hotel, one just kitty-corner from our hotel window right on the street.
This city really has a pulse! After depositing our car behind the hotel, we set off on foot for the old town.
No shortages of scenery in old Quebec! Nor is there a dirth of tourists, all wishing it was a bit warmer.
We were almost blown into the St. Lawrence by the time we reached the Chateau Frontenac.
So to fortify ourselves, we stopped in the bar of the Frontenac for a libation - Manhattan for Dawn, Lagavulin for me.
I might point out that from the Chateau Frontenac back to our hotel on la Grande Allee, it is very much uphill. So by the time we climbed up the hill it was time for dinner, on the terrace of Louis Hebert which also happened to be a stones throw from our hotel.
By then the Grande Allee was shut down to automobiles and swarmimg with tourists.
Back in our hotel room, we tuned into the Jays game with some nice ambient bass throbbing from the street and masses of people going in both directions. Cool! We're keeping our fingers crossed for better weather tomorrow.
We decided that today would be a memory-lane journey for Dawn to her home turf, for 6 years, at CFB Valcartier.
This is now the home of the 5th Mechanized Brigade and it is an impressively huge miltary presence. Because Dawn's dad was an officer, they lived in single family homes in the PMQ area. While Ted was a captain, they lived here on Rue Beauvais.
Then they went to Germany. Upon their return, Ted was promoted to Major and this became their home on Rue Savoy.
Dawn was sent to Quebec City for High School, a one way 28 km trip twice a day. Yikes! Traffic was really congested in and around Quebec City and after arriving at our hotel, we discovered that this is the first day of their Summer Music Festival - more impressive non-research. Tonight, for example, Sting and Peter Gabriel were on the bill. Our hotel was right on the Grand Allee, which turns into a pedestrian street in the evening. Fortunately we were able to unload before the closure and snagged a room right on the street at ground level - no lack of action from our window. We are in the room immediately to the right of the front door of the hotel.
There are many Concert performance venues a short walk from our hotel, one just kitty-corner from our hotel window right on the street.
This city really has a pulse! After depositing our car behind the hotel, we set off on foot for the old town.
No shortages of scenery in old Quebec! Nor is there a dirth of tourists, all wishing it was a bit warmer.
We were almost blown into the St. Lawrence by the time we reached the Chateau Frontenac.
So to fortify ourselves, we stopped in the bar of the Frontenac for a libation - Manhattan for Dawn, Lagavulin for me.
I might point out that from the Chateau Frontenac back to our hotel on la Grande Allee, it is very much uphill. So by the time we climbed up the hill it was time for dinner, on the terrace of Louis Hebert which also happened to be a stones throw from our hotel.
By then the Grande Allee was shut down to automobiles and swarmimg with tourists.
Back in our hotel room, we tuned into the Jays game with some nice ambient bass throbbing from the street and masses of people going in both directions. Cool! We're keeping our fingers crossed for better weather tomorrow.
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