And today the old city of Quebec with its city gates and narrow cobbled laneways built high on the hill overlooking the St Laurence in both directions. It never fails to enchant as a truly fascinating step back in time…
Originally an indigenous trading and celebration site till along came the French about 400 years ago and about 100 years later the English who, after defeating the French, negotiated it’s return it to the French at the Treaty of Versailles along with the territory of Quebec, Guadeloupe and Cape Breton.
We toured with Cydia for five hours through lanes and byways, up and down the steep hills drinking in the ambiance along with bowls of milky café au lait, almond croissants and nutty nougat.
Arriving in May three years ago we could only look with longing through the glass and locked doors of the Inuit art galleries and artist Co-ops. This time the doors were open and the displays were filled with dynamic sculptures carved into stone as hard as granite and as soft as soapstone. There is almost always movement and life to be found in these heart- warming carvings.
We finished off with an evening with Cydia’s second cousin, Anne-Marie, husband Thomas and children Aurelie, Justine & Philipe, who are coming to Australia at the end of the year!