Just got back from a conference from the surprisingly sunny, windless Quebec City. We stayed at the Chateau Frontenac and partook in the charming surroundings of Vieux-Quebec. Oh, and it’s very hilly. You could see why the French and British fought to control the city; Fortress Quebec made defending the mouth of the St-Lawrence River (aka La Riviere St-Laurent) a cinch.
At the Frontenac, we stayed on the Gold club floor. They have a lettermail chute running down alongside the elevator shafts, and ashcans with the Fairmont logo embossed in the sand.