Our way home was not all that direct. We were sort of easing our way back into Canada with a brief stop in the east. We landed in Toronto where our friend, Mica, met us to show us around a bit. Unfortunately, it was pouring for most of our five days in Toronto and Quebec, so our sightseeing and photos were a little bit limited, but as with all trips where you catch up with friends, we still had a blast.
Much of our time was spent in different cafes and we stopped at a pub called C’est What, which had a fantastic selection of beers and great atmosphere. Somewhere in the mix, the CN tower peeked it’s way out of the clouds long enough for a quick photo, but that was pretty well it for photos from Toronto. We wrapped the evening up with some great Thai food. The only other event of note in Toronto was when Tamara was awakened in the wee hours of the morning by someone peeing the garbage can beside her. Had to come all the way back to Canada for that fun hostel experience.
Trains in Canada are certainly a different ball game than anywhere else we have made use of them. Our Via Rail trip from Toronto to Quebec City was quick, comfortable, relatively timely, and cost as much as we would spend to travel around an entire Asian country!
We arrived late, but had pre-booked our hotel in the Old City. When we got out the door, the line-up for taxis was insane so we opted to slog it through the rain for the fifteen minutes to the Hotel Acadia. Our room, while small, was a pretty huge improvement from the accommodation we had become accustomed to in Asia.
We were meeting friends who had moved east shortly after we left for Korea and we spent the next three days alternately doing our own thing and spending time with them. Much of our exploring took place in Old City – including the area between the citadel walls and the river.
Given the amount of rain – paired with the fantastic food – we spent a good amount of time holed up in various cafes around the city. There are so many fantastic cafes – including one our friends took us to that roasts their own beans as well.
Once our time in Quebec was over we caught a train to Montreal and flights from there back to PG. It was a heck of a trip but boy… it’s great to be home!