Jordan's friend Remy was scheduled to arrive at 11:20 at the Quebec airport.  She had taken a red-eye from LAX that included a 3 hour layover in Boston in the middle of the night.  We expected her to be a mess, but she was in great shape, so we drove into Quebec City to feed her and show her the sights.

Here are the girls, looking very French.

We liked the creperie so much that we took Remy there to get her some sustenance.  the gods of dining smiled on us again, and we got one of the two window tables.  Here is Jody, enjoying a sunny day in the old city.

We got someone to take our picture from outside the restaurant, but unfortunately we got a blurry picture out of it.  Here it is, anyway.

Jody found an "April Cornel" outlet, and looked at everything in the store.  While she did so, Jordan and Remy amused themselves trying on various combinations of accessories.

Back at the square, we saw another street performer -- this time a juggler, who was excellent.  We watched his whole act, and then gave him $5 Canadian.  He had a wonderful routine, where he almost did not talk at all -- he just used facial expressions and physical comedy.  We laughed a lot.

One small alleyway near a church had a row of artists who painted portraits or did caricatures.  We watched the gentleman below have his portrait done for 30 minutes or so.  We were impressed enough by his talents that I asked (in French) if he had the time to do Joya and Jordan's portrait that day.  Slightly to my surprise, he did not say "Huh?", but rather answered that this gentleman was his last for the day, but that we could come back tomorrow.

Jody had noted that we were up at the 47th parallel while navigating us to Quebec.  This sign was amusing to us, given the directions and distances it indicated.

A shot from the "Break-Neck Stairs", leading from the upper city down to the "Petit Champlain" district.  You can see the ladies at the bottom of the picture.

When we got back to the trailer, Jordan and Remy did hair stuff for quite a while, with this interim result:

You can see the bridge over the St. Lawrence river rather clearly in the background; we were camped virtually under it, with the lovely ambience of rumbling trucks to keep us company in the evenings.