This was our last day in Montreal, and I missed a final chance to relive a traumatic experience from 2000 while we were there. Our hotel is next to the skating rink where I suffered a concussion, and every time we passed it, I was tempted to go in and see it…but Diane helped me resist the urge.
Instead, we walked right past it and on to the old port area, passing a number of interesting old buildings on the way, as well as a very striking artwork in the lobby of the National Bank of Canada.
It was a lot colder than it had been yesterday, so we didn’t spend a lot of time at the old port, but we did walk along the Lachine Canal (the predecessor to the St. Lawrence Seaway) for a short distance before returning to our hotel.
We took a different route back and were startled to see a Paris Metro entrance at Victoria Square – it is on an indefinite loan from Paris to Montreal to commemorate the work of Paris engineers on the Montreal Metro and the linkages between the two cities…and yes, it’s a real entrance to the Montreal Metro!
We took the train from Montreal to Quebec; it was a pleasant trip, mostly through farm country; the trees were much farther along in fall colors than the ones we’d seen in Montreal.
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We arrived at Gare du Palais about 15 minutes behind schedule.
Our hotel (the PUR Hotel) was a ten-minute Lyft ride from the station. It’s not as upscale as our hotel in Montreal, but it’s perfectly acceptable (and has faster Internet).
We took a little walk around the neighborhood to find a place for dinner and ended up at Phil Smoked Meat for smoked meat salads and beer; it was fine, but I liked Schwartz’s Deli better.