On Day Four, we savored every last moment in Old Montreal before catching the train to Quebec City. I wanted to capture some of the quirky details that brought such character to the neighborhood:
Fork in the road? Uh, make that a fork in the window.
Vroom! A vintage poster store on Rue Saint-Paul.
We noticed this cutie pie in the window of a gallery specializing in Inuit art. Her name was Moose, a St. Bernard and Great Pyrenees mix. (Btw, that’s not a tennis ball in her mouth. It was actually the size of grapefruit!)
Moose was the gallery owner’s dog. She affectionately sat on my foot and wanted to play. Surrounded by thousands of dollars worth of sculpture, I just petted her instead.
We walked to McGill Street for brunch at Le Cartet restaurant. With such a discreet sign, it would have been easy to miss.
There was a small gourmet market near the entrance—like a mini Dean & DeLuca.
A view towards the restaurant with its communal tables, Edison light bulbs and chalkboard menu. Yes, total hipster hangout.
This little piggy went to market. Near the Old Port.
Minimalist traffic sign.
Confession: we didn’t eat any poutine, the [in]famous Canadian dish of French fries topped with brown gravy and cheese curds. I think the indigestion would have been terminal.
Parting thoughts about Montreal:
- Reminiscent of Paris, the city was filled with effortlessly chic and thin women. They looked like this and this.
- Reminiscent of Paris, there was a lot of cigarette smoking.
- The streets, metro and public restrooms were all remarkably clean.
- The air somehow felt clearer and crisper (even when it was 70 degrees).
We eventually said au revoir to cosmopolitan Montreal and took the VIA Rail Canada train to Quebec City. The tickets were a bargain at 29 Canadian dollars per person for reserved seats.
The Canadian countryside passing by in a blur.
Can’t get any more picturesque than this.
Four hours later, we arrived at our hotel, the superb Auberge Saint-Antoine, in the heart of the Old City. Staying true to our familiar pattern, we immediately set out to find a dinner spot. (What I can say? We like to eat!)
Andrew about to pass out from hunger at Cafe Saint-Malo, one of a gazillion French bistros in the area.
We then trudged up several steep streets (sorry for the bad tongue-twister) towards the landmark Chateau Frontenac.
We finished our evening stroll back in our ‘hood in the Lower Town. This is the quaint Notre-Dame-des-Victoires Church which was built almost 300 years ago.
Coming up next: Quebec City in One Day!
Le Cartet | 106 McGill Street | Montreal, Quebec | H2Y 2E5 | Canada | 514.871.8887 | lecartet.com | Yelp review
Auberge Saint-Antoine | 8 Saint-Antoine Street | Quebec City, Quebec | G1K 4C9 | Canada | 418.692.2211 | saint-antoine.com | Trip Advisor review
Cafe Saint-Malo | 75 Saint Paul Street | Quebec City, Quebec | G1K 3V9 | Canada | 418.692.2004 | lecafestmalo.com | Yelp review
Previous posts in this series:
Montreal: Day Two in Downtown
Montreal: The Plateau and Botanical Garden