We knew we were facing bad weather when we were driving into Canada -- these are beautiful, orange skies full of rain and heavy looming but luminous clouds full of light. Really pretty, but ominous, too.





And sure enough, we had loads of rain. Our first day, Saturday (July 1, which turned out to be Canada Day) there were periods of heavy rain. This is a view from the boardwalk, overlooking the lower part of the old city.







But the rain did stop, every day. This was Saturday morning, our first venture down to the boardwalk. That's Frontenac behind Marc.







So every single day of our trip, it rained. And every single day of our trip, there were long periods without rain, which means we had the chance to do as much sight-seeing as we would do under any circumstances.