If you've been reading my blog, you know I took a little vacation this August. It's not often that I do that. In fact, I haven't been on a long vacation since my honeymoon 10 years ago. So I was excited about our little road trip. Also a little nervous. We were a moonie eyed couple back then, now there was 3 of us. Driving. For several days. My husband gave me lots of assurances that all would be fine. Afterall, his parents did the same trip in a car without air conditioning with 4 boys. God bless them.
One bright Saturday morning, we started out, first through Nova Scotia- no surprises there, then New Brunswick. Lots of trees. A whole day of driving. Could I do it again? I had to. The next day we climbed the Appalachians and hit the Quebec border. A whole new province for me. The scenery was beautiful and I had my first glimpse of the St Lawrence and wheat fields! Then after hours and hours we stopped in Montreal.
Montreal is a beautiful city, a mix of old and new. My hotel had a great view of the Olympic Stadium and the Jacques Cartier Bridge. We had a peek downtown but since we had kids in our group every question was "Can we swim in the pool?" and "When do we eat?" I could have saved a lot of money and swam in pools around here but whatever.
The people were very kind and tried to help us get what we needed despite a language barrier. Not only have I not parle Francais 'ed since high school, as a Maritimer I tend to speak too fast. Note to self: louder isn't slower.
After a well needed rest, we were off to Ontario...