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.