Welcome to Quebec!

On the enourmous car that we rented, in pure American style, we started our trip to Montreal. With 600km ahead of us, we left Maria’s house in a rush, in such a rush that we did not even have time for breakfast. Never mind, I thought, there will surely be a place to eat on the way… but none of them looked great, and the kilometers passed by without us stopping. Don’t worry, said Matthew, as soon as we cross the border there will be a Tim Hortons and we could stop there for lunch. Tim Hortons is the Canadian version of Dunkin Donuts, so overall this wasn’t such a promising option, but at least it gave us an objective… except that Tim Hortons wasn’t waiting for us when we crossed the border and there were still 1.5 hours to go to Montreal. Next time I will know better: never trust Matthew if you want to make sure you eat, and never leave the house without breakfast!