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Old Quebec City

It's the oldest city in North America, c.1500, and a UNESCO World Heritage Site, so I thought I'd see what it felt like.





I headed toward Old Quebec from this sweet little town where I'd slept. I had coffee in the pavilion of this provincial park along the St. Lawrence. First, I walked down its path, but it was too foggy to see the river or even the path leading to it. 

On to the adventure through the heavy traffic to Canadian Tire and then into the crowded Old Quebec City.


Remnants of the citadel remain.


But for the most part, the old town is a center of commerce for tourists. Still, finding what you need or delighted in, in the city probably held that level of excitement for travelers arriving in the 1500s.



I walked around what I felt to be the entire extent of it, keeping my eye open for the best meal I could find. I did have a divine caesar salad, the best creme brulee I've ever had and a mai tai while sitting outside on the street side patio of a charming restaurant. It took the edge off the crowds...


as they make me feel like her after a little while, and I didn't see anyone around who might want to cart me along.

So all in all, it was a success. I was the traveler who came into the city and cherished its spoils.