Montreal, Canada

We took the Trans Canadian Highway (as good as any interstate in the states) on August 18 and crossed from Ontario Province into Quebec Province. The highway followed the St. Lawrence Seaway up to Montreal. We have noticed that the majority of the cities are located along the Seaway and it is very sparsely populated to the north. We picked a private campground about 10 miles to the east of Montreal in order to avoid the big city traffic. Although we hit L.A. style traffic coming through Montreal, John was very comfortable driving the R.V. and handled it like a pro.

We decided not to venture into Montreal since we will be spending two days here at the end of our cruise. After getting the R.V. hooked up to water, sewer and electricity, we used our trusty tow vehicle (CRV) to drive through the countryside to a small town called Beloeil that was located to the south of us. We had a wonderful French dinner at a lovely restaurant right on the Richelieu River. One of us should have taken French in school because we had some minor difficulties. The waiter was very helpful, but he had to keep going into the kitchen to ask what the word was in English. It turned out that what we thought was veal was really kidneys, and what Pris had ordered was “bambi”. We managed to survive, even though very little English is spoken in the small towns.
Quebec is…….. well, very French. We see only Quebec flags flying (No Canadian flags), guess they have not heard about lung cancer, what dog poop?, why not relieve myself on the side of the highway ?, and ‘Monsieur –this is not Starbucks”. But what wonderful food and oh la la, what sexy women.

Like the photo of Montreal? This is a test to check your alertness. It is something we took in Monument Valley. If you look carefully, you can see John Wayne chasing indians in the background.