So some time ago Mrs Caddie bought Mr Fogg a book all about toilets of the world. There are loads of funky places featured, one of which was the Whisky Cafe in Montreal. Far be it from us to let an opportunity pass so we hiked the several miles out of the centre of Montreal to find this gem.

On arrival at the very cool and hip bar we met the owner who was delighted to give us the guided toilet tour! The gents has a steel wall of water that drops like a waterfall from the ceiling as men approach. It’s fab and immaculate. And yes he took us both in there and demonstrated it!

Unfortunately the ladies toilet used to have a female urinal complete with bendy hose and paper cups, but this was sadly taken out in 2007 as the company who made them and maintained them went bust. Aww, such a shame, but such a lovelly owner to show us around.

So we are having a celebratory drink in the Whisky Cafe, having had the opportunity to tick at least one of the loos off on our little book.

Also today we visited the Olympic Tower, at 575 feet tall it’s the worlds largest incline elevator so it was cool to go up and look out over the city. We also visited the Biodome which has a number of different habitats, it’s ok but quite small, although the penguins are sooooo quirky.

Next stop is for food once our feet are rested and we walk the several miles back to the centre.

Cool place Montreal, very diverse, but a big homeless problem, particularly around the ATM machines.

After a gentle drive up from Sherbrooke through Magog and then Lac Brome, which was very picturesque (oh and lunch at a greek taverna of “Home made Fish and Chips”, yeh only if home was a Birds Eye production line), we arrived at Downtown Montreal which is a sprawling Metropolis.

A gentle stroll around the old town was followed by a Sapporo each (ooh yes Japanese beer) whilst watching a busker trying to get rid of a drunken bum who kept trying to spoil his set and a bloke dancing to the music in a style that is best described as “yer dad drunk at a wedding”.

Food as Mrs Fogg mentioned was at “Le Keg”, which appeared to be quite upmarket and the steak was fantastic.

With a gentle 4 mile amble after food to walk off the excess we eventually wombled back to the Holiday Inn for a well deserved rest, with Mrs Fogg planning the next full day of sight seeing including the underground city, the tower at the Olympic Park and the Whiskey Cafe (which has rather funky toilets in it a “gents water wall” and a ladies “femi urinal” a must see for everyone).

Montreal is a real eclectic mix of smartly dressed trendies, beggers who sit next to the ATM machines with cup in hand and tourists. The shops are a real mixed bag too, with uber posh clothes and antique shops in amongst thrift stores, peep shows and gentlemens clubs. A very diverse city well worth a visit.