Is that you get to go away.
The Mister and I skipped the stress of Thanksgiving this year and went to Montreal and Quebec City. We stayed at La vie de château in Montreal, and then did a day trip to Quebec City.
This was our room.
Apparently, every room has a theme. Our room's theme was
"Afro-Carib".
The painting above the bed is of a woman from Martinique.
Breakfast in the beautiful dining room was included, and it was a lovely spread of fruit, croissants, various breads, ham, cheese, coffee and orange juice, along with fresh crêpes prepared by our host. A wonderful atmosphere with 1930's and 1940's jazz playing to compliment the Art Deco feel of the decor.
If you look carefully, you can see him in the mirror of the dining room.
Our host Jogues was charismatic, and jovial.
He willingly gave us the history of the house.
It being the house of Mdme Voyer a work shoe tycoon, and society woman.
The house was built at the turn of the century to be a smaller replica of The Canadian Club on Ste Catherines Street of which Mdme Voyer was a member. Jogues and his wife Domenique bought it and restored in in 1998.
They did a great job.
When I took this shot, I said: "Say cheese!" and Jogues said, "SEX!" instead...oh, those Frenchmen!
After breakfast on Sunday morning, we drove up to Quebec City.
Pictured on the hill is Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac. A high falutin' hotel overlooking the St. Lawrence.
Here's the route we took to get there...and the view when we got there:
We went to Le musée de la civilisation and The Mister was roughed up by Sherlock Holmes and Detective Columbo who were there to promote the Autopsy Exhibit.
I had dragged The Mister in soley to see "Concours Vie de tsar". Because the giant Babushka nesting egg in front of the museum drew me to it like a 'ho to shiny things.
You gotta love them Russians. Always tellin' you what to do.
Uja's Quick Russian Joke:
"In Russia, there are two channels...channel 1 which plays propoganda, and channel 2, which shows a guy telling you to turn back to channel 1"
Badda Bum.
Quebec City is very beautiful, and old.
Everyone there is friendly, and thinks they are a comediens, oui?..although, that guy is probably from Ontario.
On the way out of Quebec City, a nice person who was sent by God, told us that we had a bubble in our tire, just before we got on the highway to go back to Montreal. We spent an hour and a half at Canadian Tire getting it fixed.
It's amazing that I can stop a non-English speaker, and simply say "Canadian Tire", and they start with the pointing and giving of directions. We found one very quickly.
We were back on the road in no time.
The Mister and I had a great time doing a lot of other great things while we were in Quebec. Too many things to bore you with here.
But, I'm glad we gave the stress of Thanksgiving a miss this year and did something for ourselves.
Just the two of us.
For a change.
2 comments:
Haaaa! You are showing pictures of my home town and my mother's family's town. I hurt with longing just to see them! Thanks, They are beautiful. Did you see the iron stairs that you can take instead of the funicular to go up to the castle. My mom would tell the story of how she would run down these stairs every day after work to go catch the ferry to Levi, the town directly across the river. There are lots of stairs! And all kinds of shops on the way! I love this page and all the sunflowers. Last summer we were in Europe travelling from the Czech Republic through Austria, Switzerland and Germany and I just loved all of the sunflower fields everywhere we went.
Thanks p'tit.
I'm saying to myself that I will now try to post more photos here...make this blog a little more active.
I love sunflowers too.
The fields of sunflowers are some of my fondest memories of childhood.
I always loved the thought that they followed the sun, their faces turning as the sun set.
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