reattached to our vehicle (it broke off about an hour after we started driving when we hit a bump) we sped towards Quebec at top speed (105km/hr) using Garmin as our guide.
As sometimes happens when using GPS systems blindly we had a sort of funny incident where, upon crossing the Quebec border and driving through what appeared to be the back streets of a small town, the GPS suggested "Board Ferry". Fortunately despite it being quiet dark and getting a little late, the ferry was still running and we basically drove right on. The other side of the ferry we made for Oka where we intended to camp for the night, and then visit the Monks
and see how the cheese was made. Camp we did, but it turns out our information was a little out of date and all of the monks have been moved away and their buildings are now for rent for weddings and what not. They still did have some cheese there though.
and see how the cheese was made. Camp we did, but it turns out our information was a little out of date and all of the monks have been moved away and their buildings are now for rent for weddings and what not. They still did have some cheese there though.
From there we got into Montreal and spent a bit of time getting lost and then trying the pretty famous (and really delicious) Schwartz smoked meat sandwhiches. From there we checked out the old part of Montreal and aside from all of the really nice buildings got to see what must have been 5 different weddings going on. There were so many brides being photographed we soon got confused as to which ones we had already seen and which ones were new to us.
That night we visited a co-worker from the PMC-Sierra Montreal office, Guillaume, and his wife Nathalie and their little ones. Another coworker Mathieu and his wife Annie and there little one also joined us. They had us over for an excellent meal which is pretty common I guess in Quebec, though we had never heard of it. It just translates to "sauerkraut" but, though Meg was worried we would just be eating pickled cabbage, it ended up being a really great
concoction of sauerkraut and potatoes and sausages all cooked for a very long time in a dutch oven. There was also a cheese course (with I think all Quebec cheeses, though maybe not), and a wonderful dessert. We had an absolutely fantastic time and got some good advice on our bike trip to come. Guillaume and his family were nice enough to have us over not only that night, but also the next night and Guillaume guarded the car for us while we were away on the trip.
concoction of sauerkraut and potatoes and sausages all cooked for a very long time in a dutch oven. There was also a cheese course (with I think all Quebec cheeses, though maybe not), and a wonderful dessert. We had an absolutely fantastic time and got some good advice on our bike trip to come. Guillaume and his family were nice enough to have us over not only that night, but also the next night and Guillaume guarded the car for us while we were away on the trip.
Guillaume and his clan went out apple picking the next day and we headed back into town on our bikes. It turns out Montreal is a pretty big city (second biggest in Canada apparently) so it took us alot longer than we expected to get around, but we did get a chance to have a few extremely delicious bagels while they were still warm, visit a not so good (in our opinion) museum, bike to the top of Mont Royal to take a look at the city as the sun set and then try out some really good beer at a brew pub call Dieu du Ciel (as suggested by the fellow at tourist information). After that fearing the cycle home we hopped on the subway and made our way to Guillaumes.
From there we started our bike trip, realizing that we had spent too little in Montreal, but hoping to get back there for a longer visit on another trip.
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