Walking in the downtown area of Quebec City is like stepping directly onto a street in France. Billy and I have been to France but the kids have not, so this was even more special for them. Prepare yourself for picture overload.
We strolled up and down the streets, browsed through shops, watched street performers, ate poutine and bear claws (YUM), took the Funiculaire from Upper Town to Lower Town (should’ve taken it from Lower Town to Upper Town, just sayin’), climbed walls, people watched, and loved every minute.
This would be an amazing place to visit at Christmas. Not in the bus. Mis’ Hap doesn’t like the cold. Oh wait, that’s me.