by Piya Campana, Assistant Editor
Something about the second week of November has me craving travel. Last year around this time, I was eating my way through Brooklyn. The year before that was Reykjavik, chasing the Northern Lights, bathing in outdoor thermal pools, hiking a glacier and not-so-covertly keeping an eye out for Bjork.
This past weekend, the November travel bug bit again and I was in Quebec City. A short flight from Toronto, Quebec is one of the largest French-speaking cities in North America. The old town is gloriously European in feel, the local food and beer make me wax poetic and there are several interesting neighborhoods that are perfect for meandering evening walks.
A huge part of travel for me is definitely the food. I had some wonderful poutine (beautiful union of French fries, gravy and squeaky cheese curds), tourtière (flaky meat pie flavored with cinnamon and cloves, often served with fruit ketchup) and blood pudding (only when sampling this did I feel I earned Victoria's nickname for me: Adventure Editor. ...Well, maybe my attempts to speak French with Uber drivers counts, too).
Other highlights included Montmorency Falls (higher than Niagara Falls by 98 feet, accessible from the city by public transit), a ferry ride across the St Lawrence River and several steep uphill walks to reach different areas of the city for spectacular views.
|Me at Montmorency Falls|
After each one of these November trips, I'm revitalized. Nothing like travel to bring a new perspective, or a new manuscript wish list item! A cozy Christmas romance set in La Vieille Capitalle, perhaps?
|View from St-Jean Baptiste neighborhood|
Have you ever taken a trip that was only very loosely planned, but turned out great anyway? Did it turn up somehow in your work-in-progress? I'd love to hear about it in the comments!