Quebec: Week One

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My mom, her friend Dawn, and I left Massachusetts around five o'clock Saturday evening. We arrived in Quebec around one or two o'clock Sunday morning and checked into the Travelodge. The decor of the lobby in the Quebec Travelodge has a very funky decor: bright colors, water running behind glass walls and neon lighting. There's a restaurant called Cafe Jules Verne which was where we had breakfast before heading over to the University of Laval.
After checking into my dorm room at Laval and unpacked my things, we went and explored the campus. Our first stop was the Pavillion Desjardins, where there is a cafeteria and a convenience store where you can buy bus tickets. Next we looked for the Pavillion Charles de Koninck, where I have classes. At Pavillion Charles de Koninck, we met a boy named Jordan, who is from Newfoundland. Jordan joined us for lunch at the cafeteria in Desjardins, then to a nearby supermarket called Supermarché Métro, where we bought groceries for the week.
Mom offered to bring Jordan along with us when we went into Old Town Quebec. We walked down to the lower part of the city via a series of staircases. Quebec is more like a European city than anything we usually see in North America with its narrow, winding, cobblestone streets. One of the streets is canopied by a number of brightly colored umbrellas.

Mom wanted to find a church called Notre Dame des Victoires which translates to "Our Lady of Victories": the name of the parish church in her hometown of Sayreville, New Jersey

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Mom wanted to find a church called Notre Dame des Victoires which translates to "Our Lady of Victories": the name of the parish church in her hometown of Sayreville, New Jersey. Unfortunately, the church was closed so we could not go inside. On our way back up, we stopped for drinks at the Pub des Borgias; I had a rum and coke.

 On our way back up, we stopped for drinks at the Pub des Borgias; I had a rum and coke

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The day ended with window shopping at the stores near Chateau Frontenac Hotel. Across from the hotel is a street filled with booths for portrait artists. I've always wanted to have my portrait done, so I decided to come back when I had more time.

 I've always wanted to have my portrait done, so I decided to come back when I had more time

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