Any disappointment that we may have experienced from the day before was completely washed away as we drove up Grande Allee past the fantastic homes to our left and the amazing park named Plains of Abraham to our right on our way to the heart of Quebec.
We parked across the street from the provincial capital building which was an exceedingly french style building, all light gray stone with black statues ensconced on the walls. The only drawback was that half of it's front was under renovation, which Twas disappointing but understandable. From the parliament building we made the short walk past Porte St. Louis, the gates that guard Old Quebec.
Old Quebec is a beautiful, French style, walled city . The narrow, winding streets are lined with shops and cafes, the style of the buildings is undeniably french. It's like being unexpectedly transported to Europe. I also have to say that it was nice to hear the french language again, not just because it added to the experience, but because I think that it's a beautiful language to listen to. A fantastic visual, and cultural place to visit, a taste of the old world right across our border.
The weather was even on our side, having been drizzling the night before, today had a bright, blue, cloudless sky. To make a long story short, I'll say this, the only thing that is stopping me from casting my vote for Quebec as the most beautiful city in North America is the fact that I've heard that Montreal is even more beautiful. We shall find out tomorrow, but based on what we've seen, that's going to be a tall order.
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