LE JOUR ET LA NUIT A QUEBEC

Bonjour! (Bah)

This blog will be, due to the massive amount of French words being thrown at our faces, both French and English, a hybrid if you will.

Today, Saturday/samedi we got up at a lovely relaxing hour and had time to awaken properly for the first time in days, then we took a stroll (and I do mean a stroll) down the medieval streets of Quebec city, a much more relaxed and fairytale like city. It rained all day which is not a great thing when all you packed was two pairs of sneakers hoping to find a warm lovely pair of boots. This did not happen, however I did ruin many pairs of socks, but eventually we found refuge in the city's observatoire which was a thirty one storey building with a 360 degree panorama view over the city. Amazing, however the rainy day might have diminished the experience slightly, as we left there was a weird man at the front desk telling us about a peculiar food they eat in Quebec, named Poutine – it is most important to pronounce the e at the end by the way otherwise one might be ordering a overly promiscuous woman at a fast food restaurant. Just saying, but I’m going to get back to that..

We went back out into the frosty Canadian weather only to conclude that this might be a good time for a morning coffee at Starbucks (Stupid to go to Quebec from NY to get Starbucks, but we did). They have this thing called Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate which sounds disgusting – but try it! A tour around the city was next up, cute city, but shopping possibilities were limited in the centre ville.

We went home to our auberge (hotel) where we relaxed until the entertainment of the evening in the form of a hockey match between the two champions in that particular league: Les Quebec Remparts et Les Rimouski Océanic where we bought t-shirts and were generally very cheery and into the game – hard not to be with a manic crowd and a Budweiser in the hand – great experience. If anyone ever goes to Canada, go see a match. Then we went for a little drink with our lovely teachers Emmelie and Mia and continued at the bar scene of Quebec City, at a little place called Ninkasi, where we met a ton of personnes Quebecoises who were actually willing to talk to us without instantly switching to English. 

Tasty-treat Poutine

We soon found out that bars close at 3 in Canada so we were on our way home, however some were hungry after the city and the only place open, where young people go to get fast food almost religiously after a night on the town is called: Snack Bar (Pronounced with a moderately snooty French accent) where you can get all kinds of fast food, including the infamous Poutine, which we of course had to try:

Poutine

½ kg French fries

Poutine sauce (same as Danish brown sauce)

Cheese (that does not melt?!)

Et voila - one recipe on the wonder that is Poutine, which is actually not bad, just very different and invented by a Quebecois according to legend. After this we “walked” home and dropped dead. 

Till next time 

The Viking