Quebec City, Quebec
I visited a friend who was hanging in Old Quebec. The city was quaint and scenic; exactly as how I would picture a small French town to be. I don't remember much else from this trip, too lazy to look up my old notes, so there will be no witty captions. I know you're disappointed.
|This is a vending machine. I like your style, Quebec.|
|This was some sort of local meat thing - I don't remember caring much for it. I mean, look at it.|