We packed the van and made a brief stop at the Wal-Mart and McDonalds where we had a delicious meal and enjoyed exquisite shopping. I’m making more of an effort to use French when I can — complete with hand gestures.
We went back to the Tim Hortons where we left off the night before. Kelly got a flat tire in the hotel room last night somehow, so he changed it in the parking lot. He pumped up his new one and it popped. Within 15 minutes of getting going, it started to pour again. Kelly got another flat. We had a late start today as it was already 1:30 p.m.
We went through a town and saw Wilfred Laurier’s house. In fact, it turned out that it wasn’t his actual house, according to the girl working there. Regardless, if we wanted a tour, we would have to pay. We opted not to. Laurier was Canada's first francophone prime minister. The photo to the right is not Wilfred Laurier's house.Immediately after, we made our way back to the van and played a game of “Everyone Cross the Street Except for Allan” on the way there. Allan was left holding his gnome in broad daylight, trying to cross a pretty busy street and having little luck in doing so.
Today we packed the bikes near Joliette and then drove into Montréal. We drove downtown and right into Old Montréal without really getting lost — thanks to the GPS. After realizing everything downtown was either full or too expensive, we ended up at a motel near the outskirts of the city.
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