Kate and I are gently swaying side-to-side at 140+ km/hour along the rail lines between Ottawa and Quebec, having come to La Belle Provence to visit our darling daughter. Brianna is nowhere in sight, though. There's a method to our madness.
I have held fast to the belief that houseguests are much like unrefrigerated fish, in that you wouldn't want either sitting around for more than three or four days. For that reason, when planning to visit Brianna in Montreal this fall, we decided to incorporate other destinations and use Brianna (and Heather)'s place as a base. Quebec City and Ottawa, both just a few hours away, would be where we ventured to during the weekdays. The weekends would provide some time catching up with Brianna and getting to know Heather better.
Quebec was wonderful for a few reasons: first, we stayed at the Chateau de Frontenac. The Frontenac is considered the castle of the town, perched on a high bluff overlooking Old Quebec and the St. Lawrence River. We had what had to be the BEST room, directly looking out over the St. Lawrence. Wandering the cobbled streets of Ville de Quebec seemed to peel away any stress I had and made for a very relaxed time.
Traveling by rail means that both of us can read, look about, blog and relax whilst we get there.
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