When I left you last we were walking around old city Quebec. We had walked to the top a long hill and done a walking tour of the fort. We planned on participating in a walking tour of the city itself, but we were tired. So we walked to the tourist information building and asked the woman what we could do or see that would not involve any more walking.
She looked confused.
Why would we be in Quebec City and not want to walk. She suggested a couple of musee (museums) where we could sit in ‘conditioned air.’ We suggested maybe a boat tour and she perked up saying that was a good idea. So we walked to the boat tour place only to find out the last tour for the day was already headed out.
We really wanted to be in town for dinner and the evening lights. But it was only 2 in the afternoon. We sat in a square for awhile but it felt like we were just sitting to while away the time.
So we decided to drive to some waterfalls we had heard about, even though that would mean giving up our valuable parking spot in town. The falls were only a few miles out of town and we figured the drive would be nice, we could rest, restore, and then come back to town for dinner.
This is what they looked like:
Yes, you see correctly. Those are stairs to the right headed up to a bridge at the top. You know us right? How many of you think we walked up there even though we had, only an hour before, been looking for something to do that did not involve walking?
You would be correct. Because if there’s something to do that gets us higher, gets us a view, challenges us….well…
…then you’ll see us there. Though we did say in 10 years when we are 70 we might just look at it from down below.
Maybe. But I wouldn’t count on it.
At the top of the stairs you walk along a long path and finally you get to the bridge.
Which of course you must walk across. And stop in the middle and stare down at the water rushing past.
And try not to think about it.
On the other side are more stairs to get you closer to the water.
Yes, that’s a zip line. Lucky for me they closed it for the season at the beginning of September.
By now it was getting late so we went back across the bridge and back down the stairs to the car. Where we came upon a large number of people walking toward the stairs wearing orange hard hats and repelling like gear. A special event of sorts was going on..they were going to use the zip line.