Sore Feet!

We walked our little feet off all day long. They told us Quebec was a walking city and so we set out to prove it. The first challenge was walking about 2 miles to find a place known for good pastry, which we didn't know where it was, and when we found it it wasn't open till 11 a.m. anyway.

Mom and Dad still got a decent crepes breakfast not far away, and I got some decent potato scraps under their table.

Then we did all sorts of store walking up and down hilly Quebec, with Mom going into dozens of stores and buying only one scarf. This was followed by some park, fort and battlefield walking. I guess a lot of Quebec was about French and British armies shooting at each other and building forts. As you can see, the cannons are big enough to put me in as a cannonball!! (Thankfully, the cannons are all plugged.)

More walking through the beautiful park on the high ground overlooking the big river. As you can see from the (fashionably out of focus) picture of me and Mom, with our hotel in the background, we are staying in the ugliest building on the Quebec skyline. Everybody's legs are tired tonight!