My final adventure with Helen had a shaky start, as I missed the plane! I finally made it to Quebec several hours late, but Helen and I still found our cool little hotel in Quebec City just fine. The city was amazing, surrounded by walls and looking so quaint and medieval. We ate some amazing food and enjoyed hearing all the French-speakers. Next we took a two day drive to Montreal, spending the night at a great resort in-between, and then lived it up in Montreal. Our bed & breakfast there was great, run by a small family with kids (I got to see them watching Teletubbies in French!). On this trip, Helen and I had pretty much officially declared friendship only, which lent a little sadness to the time (referenced in my poetry), but overall the trip was wonderful.