Well, here weare in Quebec City, so far so good. The Route Verte from Montreal has been really nice – almost entirely bike path, extremely well marked, and mostly flat. Most of our camping has been the free by-the-side-of-the-path type. It got a bit hot the last few days, but other than that, we`ve been lucky with the weather. But what you really want to hear about is the food. Oh, the food! Sarah is hooked on cheese curd, and I`m planning on opening a chain of poutine franchises across the US. Chocolate croissants, assorted muffins, May West snack cakes, mozzarella cubes spread on bread, sweet potato beignets, fresh fruits from roadside stands, peanut butter-jelly-craisin-muesli sandwiches, oh and the list goes on! I can`t say that I`m doing Mrs. Wilkinson very proud with my attempts at French, but luckily Megan studied harder than I did. We sailed upon Quebec City at dawn, muskets firing as we stormed the ramparts. We met the enemy on the Plains of Abraham, but the locals showed us that eating croissants with brie and raspberries was better than making war, so a peace was reached. My first encounter with warm showers has turned out great. Our hosts, Krystine and Pierre-Luc, have been really cool, opening up their beautiful apartment up to three random americans. Tomorrow, we take the ferry back across the Fleuve Saint-Laurent and continue our eastward journey towards Gaspésie. Oh, one more belated thank you – I mentioned my pannier was mauled by a bear. Turns out that Grayson (of Karen and Grayson of burlington, vt) is a master at repairing outdoor equipment, and sewed up the tears good as new. Thanks again, Grayson! Okay, definitely bedtime for bonzo over here. Bon Soir!
