As a young man I always loved travelling in Quebec, meeting the people and torturing their ears with my high school French. As an older dad now I'm so happy we spent our holiday in Quebec. My french is rusty to be sure, but I did try - not always successfully - to avoid folding when attempting to speak the language. Our bilingual kids had little problem keeping up and seemed to delight in having an edge over their parents.

Parliament Hill light show at night - From Travel

Old and new in Montreal - From Travel

At the "cabane a sucre" - From Travel

Old Quebec, a funky plaza just outside our hotel - From Travel

Everywhere you turn, a cannon, dans la vieux Quebec - From Travel

Beautiful stone buildings at every turn, and not just in Quebec city - From Travel

Rabbit, eat them up, yum! From Travel

Cap des Rosiers, eastern Gaspe - From Travel

Forillion National Park - From Travel

Forillon National Park - From Travel

Perce cemetery, perched on a knoll - From Travel

Perce Rock sur la droit - From Travel

We loved Quebec, loved the scenery, the weather, the food, and of course the people. Notre plus jeune fils sera de retour au printemps avec sa classe, et je suis jaloux!