Kebek

Add the Chateau Frontenac, with all it's splendor and cutesy tour guides, to the Quebec visit, and you've got an event even the most generous relatives couldn't spoil.

Kebek

Quebec, or as I kwikly kaim to noow it as, Kebek, was the highlight of all of the ports of call that we visited, including Baa Haabaa. The small, short, cutesy township--compared to the completely fortified, sky-mote secured, small, tall, upper township--made for a really cool visit.

Montreal

Montreal was not much to shake a stick at, but decent public transit (airport shuttle was very misconceiving as far as timing goes), a sweet hostel near the harbor (three blocks-whatwhat), and the fact that "Old Town" was cool as poodle, made up for whatever complaints we could shake a complainy-pants stick at. We stayed at the Auberge Alternative and ate at the Restaurant Les Pyrenees. I recommend both highly though the Pyr is slightly $$ and is run by two brothers, one that cooks, and one that will not leave you alone:-)

The Carsley brief of the Brokmeyer fun was that we:

Went to Montreal because Pickle's Gramma Sandy hailed all for a great time to celebrate Grampa Don's being 75 years young, way young, and we were way there. Don and Sandy kick mucho nalgas, thanks so much to both of you, it was Awesome!!

The Beginning

The craziest thing, I feel like such an asshole when I talk about going on a cruise. I've never been on a cruise, d0n't think there's anything wrong with going on a cruise, and will probably go on another cruise in the future. But, there is a sinking, undeniable assholyishness about saying, "I just quit my job to go on a backpacking tour of South America, and I'm starting with a seven day cruise of the North Atlantic."

Asshole or not, we had an awesome time and it was just the beginning of what is sure to be, and has already been, an amazing trip and life experience.