Guest Post: Quebec City

I am giving my beautiful wife a break from blogging. I will start with a couple thoughts on Newfoundland.

First, its beautiful. The mountains in Gros Morne are spectacular and the setting of St. John’s might be the best of any city in Canada. It was hard to believe I was still in Canada, which brings me to my second point: the accents.

Leah and I were waiting in line at Tim Horton’s when two locals started talking. I assume they were talking because sounds came out of both of their mouths but since I could not understand a word, I cannot be sure.

“Dewife sed getdisendat”

“Ha, budable dae outder do”

My first thought is keep my head down and hope they don’t ask you a question and whatever you do, do not laugh. This is of course because I am deathly afraid of upsetting a Newfoundlander. I think its because I am positive that anyone who sounds like that can fight. Their dialect sounds like a mix between Popeye and Irish Gypsy. Both of which can fight. And I imagine in between bear knuckle boxing and betting on cockfights they would think nothing of beating me up in a Tim Horton’s parking lot to defend their honour.

Alright, on to Quebec City. Beautiful. After a full day driving yesterday we were excited to do some sightseeing. We were in luck. We spent the whole day walking through Quebec's narrow pedestrian streets which are lined with boutique stores and cafes. The city rests on a hill which gives you different vantage points of the buildings. As you walk through you can are looking up and down at different buildings and onto different streets making it very interesting.

Once in a while the street opens up onto squares where tourists gather on all sides with absolutely massive cameras attempting to get a good shot. 

My attempt at getting a picture of the Quebec sign. Leah loves signs and is much better at taking pictures of them!

Leah on one of Quebec's beautiful narrow streets. 

One of the squares that the narrow streets open up on to.

Just lovely!

After a full day of walking up and down stairs (have I mentioned how much of a trooper Leah is, who being almost 6 months pregnant is sleeping in a tent and trekking through multiple cities!) we went back to our campsite and cooked some kebabs over the fire. Excellent day!