Cities….It’s a Love-Hate Relationship!

Coolest ever public sculpture!!

Huge head. Coolest ever public sculpture!!

Day 98       Sept 15, 2014

Quebec City   to  Somewhere outside of Montreal

Quebec, Canada

Since we’d discovered a great spot, just a couple blocks outside of Old Quebec City, to park the Space Shuttle, instead of taking the ferry over to the city again, we opted to check out of the RV park, and drive across the river. This way we could go on another walk-a-bout, and periodically check in on the pups. It’d be a little easier to manuever about, take photos, and eat lunch inside, without our little K9 buddies.

The bridge into the city

The bridge into the city

We explored. We ate. And we ate some more. It was a perfect day!

Cool graveyard, that also doubled as an urban dog park

Cool graveyard, that also doubled as an urban dog park

Entrance to the walled city of Old Quebec

Entrance to the walled city of Old Quebec

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Lots of hills = good exercise for us walkers

Lots of hills = good exercise for us walkers

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Coolest ever public sculpture!!

Coolest ever public sculpture!!

Mark, rockin' his Modern Times Sweatshirt inside the big old cathedral

Mark, rockin’ his Modern Times sweatshirt inside the big old cathedral in the middle of the city

Our pick for lunch

Our pick for lunch

We wined and dined

We wined and dined

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Flowers…Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Colorful...so the dogs can find it

Colorful…so the dogs can find it

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Old Quebec City

Around 4:00pm, we left Quebec City and began our drive to Montreal. We would have made it to Montreal, had it not been for the horrific rush hour traffic we hit leaving Quebec City. This was one of the very few times, since leaving San Diego back in June, that we’d seen any kind of “traffic.” It sucked! Cities suck!!

We got to about 30 miles from Montreal, and had to stop for the night. If we timed it right, we could probably hit rush hour traffic going into Montreal in the morning…if we were lucky!!

Yellow Dog, Boston, Traffic, and the Downpour!

Yellow Dog hangs out with Trixie and Dax in the back of the Space Shuttle

Yellow Dog, prior to being completely mutilated. He used to  hang out with Trixie and Dax in the back of the Space Shuttle

Day 53       August 1

The next stop on our great adventure, would be Boston, where we’d meet up with my niece, Hannah. On the way, we lucked into finding WUMB on the radio. This was the most awesome radio station, playing awesome folky music. It was like we’d never left the Newport Folk Festival.

Boston was….interesting. Before we even got to the city, we were stuck in the most awful of city traffic jams. And when we got into the city, bazaaammm…..it was made worse by closed off streets, closed off bridges, and bicyclists going every which way on the streets. A total wonder we didn’t hit anyone or anything!

Traffic, traffic, and more traffic, greets us in Boston!

Traffic, traffic, and more traffic, greets us in Boston!

We were supposed to meet Hannah at noon. She had 1.5 hours between classes to hang out with us. But, we were late, and lost. We showed up at 1:00, and parked in a spot on the street marked “No Parking/Tow Zone.” Hannah hopped in the space shuttle, pulled up a seat, and we just stayed put in our spot until she had to leave to go to class at 1:30. And then we drove off, without a parking ticket!

It would have been nice to stay in Boston a bit longer, but driving around in the RV was terrifying, and we knew we’d never find an actual parking spot anyway. So, we got the heck out of the city right away.

We continued north, and as evening approached, the weather was looking ominous. We made it as far as The Pines Campground, just outside of Newburyport, Massachusetts. We arrived in the dark, in a torrential downpour. Got soaked just running into the campground office to check in.

On our way to the campground, just a minute or so before the torrential downpour began.

On our way to the campground, just a minute or so before the torrential downpour began.

As we pulled into our site, and settled in, and dried off, we felt fortunate to have our space shuttle. The folks a couple spots down from us were not so fortunate, as they were tent camping. And it looked like they were having a wee bit of a problem keeping their tent erected properly!

The neighbors. Having a wee bit of a problem with their tent.

The neighbors. Having a wee bit of a problem with their tent.

We were dry, and happy, and played music inside the RV until it was finally time to go to sleep.