Quebec City: Little Paris & Grassy Walls

Quebec City
Strolling Through the Alleys of Old Quebec

Sometimes all you have is an afternoon to enjoy a city that deserves a weekend. That was the case for us and Quebec City. We parked at a campground just outside of Quebec City, and prepared for an accelerated field trip.

Luckily David and Chantal were correct about the Canadian “Indian Summer,” and we enjoyed a beautiful sunny day, roaming around without expectation and being utterly delighted by our findings.

Quebec City
Old Quebec

10am: We parked in the old part of Quebec City, which (as you might have noticed) is our favorite place to start. We did the same in Philadelphia and Montreal.

11am: We decided, without a doubt, that Quebec city is gorgeous. Cobbled walkways spiral up a steep hill lined with 17th century houses, while buskers occupy the streets with local music. Some received my questioning eyebrow, others my approving smile, and one a handful of change.

Quebec City Busker
Busker in Old Quebec

I suppose I’m a snob or cheap when it comes to street performances, because many of them were very good. I feel guilty about that, especially when I spend money on frivolously things, like a pumpkin spice latte. Old habits die hard.

This is the busker that won my heart:

12pm: We found ourselves wandering along a cliffside deck, under the shadow of a castle hotel (Château Frontenac). 360 degree views allowed Guillaume and I to gaze out over the St. Lawrence River and back at Quebec’s parisian architecture and gleaming silver rooflines.

The entire city seemed to be channeling the spirit of Paris. It was amusing for me to see children running around a fountain of stone naked ladies, taunting each other in french. You would never see something like that in the states.

1pm: A quick lesson at the Citadel educated us on the complicated history of Quebec. Throughout the province we noticed a motto, on statues and license plates, that says : “I Remember,” referring to the high value French Canadians place on their heritage.

Quebec City Citadel
Hiking the Citadel Walls

As we continued our stroll along the citadel walls, I became more and more flabbergasted that Quebec City even existed in North America. The architecture, the food, the fashion. No, I must have just fallen into a rabbit hole that sucked me under the Atlantic and plopped me somewhere in Europe. But, I hadn’t.

Quebec City Library
Morrin Center Library

3pm: I love old books, and if I see an old bookstore or library, I have to go inside. Guillaume knows this about me and indulges my obsession. As we trotted along, we stumbled upon the Morrin Center, and it was simply breathtaking. Upon entering the library I was greeted by double-decker bookshelves, which made me giddy as a schoolgirl! I desperately wanted to go upstairs, swing across the shelves on a rolling ladder and sing a song at the top of my lungs with a stupid smile plastered across my face. But, alas, that area was off limits. One day I’ll live my dream.

4pm: Time to say goodbye to “Little Paris,” but not before I share my new favorite French-Canadian expression: “C’est Cute!” A phrase we often heard when locals first spotted our little house or our little dog.

Onward to New Brunswick!

– Jenna

 

12 thoughts on “Quebec City: Little Paris & Grassy Walls”

  1. Hi there, beautiful pictures from a beautiful city! I wanted to ask, did you happen to catch the name of the musician with the white dog and the feather in his hat? My dad and I saw him performing on the streets of Quebec City years ago and my dad wanted to buy his album but never did. Any help that you, or any other person familiar with Quebec City, can give is appreciated immensely. Thanks!

  2. I just discovered your blog today (Nov. 11) and I’m bummed because I work at the Morrin Centre and would have loved to meet you. What a coincidence to find a mention of it here!! Glad you enjoyed Quebec City and have a blast for the rest of your adventure!

    1. Hi Jenny,

      It doesn’t look like we will be in DC for Halloween. We got caught up trying to install our wood stove. That being said, we are still trying to get to DC and will probably do a quick stop around November 2nd. Stay tuned! – Jenna

  3. Whether I’m sitting at my computer at work or at home working on my first Tiny House, I’m truly blessed with your beautiful pictures and relaxing words. Thanks so much for inviting all of us along your Giant Journey.

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