Montmorency Falls, Quebec

The Montmorency Falls are a short drive outside of Quebec City, across from Isle D'Orleans (the Island of Orleans). While not as well known to Americans as Niagara Falls on the Canadian/US border and certainly not as large at the humongous Victoria Falls in Southern Africa, I am impressed by the sound of the rushing waters, the mists rising from the churn below and the shear height of the Fall. We always end up there on our second day in Quebec and do the same things.

We ride a cable car to the top (again avoiding many steep stairs. Notice a pattern?) and work our way to the suspension bridge that goes over the falls. First we notice the twisted trees that seem to grow out of rocks and boulders.

We cross the bridge, nervously (remember the falls are loud, there is mist and, well, there is a steep drop).

This year Amazing Guy noticed some folks professed their love of Canada. In logs.

And we found yet another playground. This was the only time during all of our Canadian playground excursions that we had a kid be mean to one of ours. A little guy, about our daughter's age (but much smaller), decided to follow her around and shove her at any chance. And while she didn't seem too bothered by it, her brothers were mad. They asked that we leave the playground. It did seem that the other mother was having a hard time with her demon child.

And just so there was no doubt about who they were in relations to their sister, this was how they left the playground for the return trip over the bridge.

Tomorrow: Final installment - Amazing Guy joins the street performers (and reconsiders his chosen profession).