We arrived at Sorel at 7:30 pm. It was still daylight. The trip was not very picturesque, lots of commerce, and long. We could not take advantage of the restaurant and the music; it was an exhausting day; drinks and leftovers on the bridge.
Quebec province is definitely French speaking. Many speak English but they prefer to speak French. Break out the French phrase book. French is spoken; my brain thinks English, out comes Spanish. My high school French and college Spanish is sorely strained. I am very confused.
I am inserting a video of the lock tenders that was lost in the last blog. The morning is cool and beautiful. It must be Canada.