A Journal, with Pictures

Quebec City

by on Oct.06, 2011, under Flying, Happenings

On Sep­tem­ber 28th. our won­der­ful hosts in New Glass­gow took us to the Tren­ton air­port for our depar­ture to Que­bec City. It was a good thing we refu­eled in Syd­ney, since they run out of fuel after putting only 5 gal­lons in our tank. It was clear and beau­ti­ful and after we said our good­byes we lift­ed off, wag­gled our wings and head­ed for Que­bec City. Most of the flight was clear, until we got to Que­bec City, CYQB, where we did an instru­ment approach. Our cab dri­ver was direct from the cham­ber of com­merce and took us through the Saint Jeans gate into the walled city of Old Que­bec. Old Que­bec City is the only remain­ing walled city in North Amer­i­ca. We checked into our quaint Vieux-Que­bec (old Que­bec) hotel then lunch at a crepe restau­rant then some sight seeing.

The hotel rec­om­mend­ed a restau­rant for din­ner, so I trudged up the hill to check the menu and made a reser­va­tion. Trudg­ing up hills is part of the Old Que­bec City expe­ri­ence, and at the end of the first day may calves were com­plain­ing. That evening we had a superb din­ner at restau­rant La Cre­maillere. We enjoyed French meal with, veal, excel­lent wine and a desert to die for, oo la la. It turns out the own­er is Ital­ian, oh well who cares.

Day Two Que­bec City

We signed up for a walk­ing tour that start­ed from our hotel at 9:00 AM. Break­fast bas­ket in the room was more than ample so we were ready for a walk. Sarah our guide, in peri­od cos­tume, did a very nice job of relat­ing the his­to­ry and point­ing out the impor­tant sites. This gave an under­stand­ing of the his­to­ry from the fur trad­ing port begin­ning to the provin­cial cap­i­tal of today. Que­bec City, par­tic­u­lar­ly the old walled city is very Euro­pean and as some­one said, its Europe with­out the jet lag. We soaked up his­to­ry and enjoyed the sites before, guess what, lunch.

Time for lunch at a small French restau­rant, then more tour­ing of the city. We passed the giant hotel built by the Cana­di­an Rail­road, the Chateau Fron­tenac, the fort build to defend Que­bec City against the Amer­i­cans, we nev­er came, and the provin­cial Par­lia­ment, that was fly­ing an Amer­i­can flag, (they must have known we were com­ing). We made a pass through the old city Irish dis­trict, which has a spe­cial shop­ping street.

 

Out­side the walls, Que­bec City is a mod­ern bustling place, but the old city has the charm. Din­ner on our last evening in Que­bec City was at an Ital­ian restau­rant near our hotel. Excel­lent with enter­tain­ment and the place was jump­ing. Back to the hotel, check weath­er for tomor­row and get ready for Montreal.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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