Here's the route.
When we got off the Interstate and asked "How far to the Canadian border?", we were told, "Oh, about 2 1/2 hrs." Well, gee, it's be a shame to be this close and not go to Canada.
Then we saw a sign that said, "160km to Quebec City".
Gee, it's a shame to be this close and not go to Quebec City. Sooooo - on we went.
Here's where we went.
Vince did all the driving - actually Vince did all the driving every day. We all offered but he's a recovering long haul 18 wheeler jock and apparently needs a major mileage fix almost every day.
Thank you Vince for letting me a pure tourist. And while I'm acknowledging things, a BIG thank you to Lonnie and to Jan for taking all the wonderful pictures.
We found a Farmer's Market on the waterfront. Lonnie bought some French Bread and fresh Mozzarella cheese. I mean FRESH - like the lady made it last night. It was wonderful. We met a French Canadian, Quebec City native who struggled to talk with us in very broken English. He kept apologizing for his English and we kept saying, "Please don't apologize. We don't speak your language at all." Here he is sitting with us.
YES ! We're sitting outdoors on a bright sunny 65 degree day. Our friend asked how long we were staying in his city. When we said, "Just today." He said, "Ooooooh, soooo luckeeeee." The typical temperature for this date is 38.
After a long drive back to Freeport, we collapsed for the night.
Tomorrow we part ways and I visit friends in NH.
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