Haagen Dazs has officially been voted as a better ice cream than Ben and Jerry's. Caramel explosion was a religious experience for both Georgina and I. I like to call it- vacation veganism. Since I also had a beaver tail in Quebec yesterday. It's part of the Canadian experience. Beaver tail is like... a long, flat deep fried donut thing that looks oddly enough like a beaver tail. It was fairly amazing and I think I did actually manage to get a few snap shots of me with it. May actually change it to my new DP. It really was that good.
So I did actually make it to Quebec yesterday! My timetable reading skills have obviously improved... It was about a 3 hour train trip, I spent most of that time sleeping because getting up at 6am after going to bed at 3am is not good times for me. George likes to mess with my sleeping patterns. It's all well and good for her since I don't think she's been up before midday since she got here. That's the other thing about Montreal I'm not sure if I've mentioned, their retail trading hours are demented, they seriously don't open until 11am and then they stay open until 10 or 11pm. It's Georgina's kind of city!
I'll get to the Quebec story shortly- just want to give a fill in on the last couple of days in Montreal. Shopping, shopping and more shopping. George bought a top I'm in love with, I bought a necklace that I'm particularly smitten with, amongst many other purchases. Seriously, Montreal screws with my budgeting. I was talked out making a truly irrelevant purchase down Saint Laurent the other day. It was this beautiful, beautiful grey Diesel jacket (?). Like it was jacket shaped but it was silk so I'm not really sure if it qualifies as a jacket. Anyway, it was like $200 before tax and Gyna was talking some rubbish about it being cold here and the jacket being pointless. The ho wouldn't let me buy it. But then we went to see "A Christmas Carol" in 3D (totally worth the extra $7 btw) so I felt slightly better about the whole thing. We spent the rest of the night watching the Swedes and Danes make Christmas goodies while we "supervised" and watched "Kung Fu Panda", which btw, total lol.
Okay so Quebec. It's a walled city and there are what appear to be working canons out the front. It's also surrounded by some sort of body of water so we can assume that it was built for defence purposes. Most of the city lies inside the walls, the Vieux Quebec (old port), Quartier Latin, parliament buildings, Chateau Frontenac etc. All the streets are very narrow and are tiled with cobblestones and flagstones and it's just about the most picturesque thing I've ever seen. The people are modern but the architecture makes me feel like I've been transported back to the 1800's. There is also horse drawn carts and women singing carols in period costumes to add to my illusion.
I spent a lot of time in the maple shop in Quebec and bought just about every maple related product under the sun to ship back to Australia at some stage. I did also manage to buy a Diesel tshirt because George wasn't there to stop me (hahaha, suck it). And I also floated into the Vieux Quebec marche (like.. old port markets) which were FULL of people buying fresh produce, jewelery, breads and wine. So that was pretty cool to see.
Had two WTF moments on the way back to Qubec- WTF moment number one was when "Get Low" came on the iPod. Who knew it was on there. I can't sit still when that song starts dropping a beat so I excused my self to the bathroom and proceeded to crump in the 1x1 train toilet. It was totally called for. Then I got off the train in Montreal's gare centrale and went to the ATM to withdraw $60, spat out two $20's and a $5. Could not work it out and couldn't do anything about it at 9pm on a Sunday night- so I chose to go and buy hummus, pesto, pita bread and a liter of wine in which to drown my sorrows. That's when I got home and found the ice cream. Felt a whole lot better about the day.
I think we're ice skating today. Pray for me. Pray that my insurance covers uncoordination. Peace out!