Wednesday, August 2, 2017

The Baseball Trip 2017

Day 5 - July 31, 2017

Along the St. Lawrence River, on the way to Quebec:





Oh I have seen things! That weird nightmare hallucinogenic paranoiac dream where you have to get on up and get the hell out of wherever it is you are but you can't remember where you parked the car it is the same thing you don't speak the language you can't get where you're going, sortie! sortie now!St. Anne Boulevard, what? I'd pay for something to eat but all I have is this Monopoly money with windows look! you can see through the money how much is this anyway? I'll just point at the picture and you can bring it to me? Gas is only $1.10 that's cheap isn't it? Everybody knows I'm from somewhere else I'm a pariah, an outcast an infidel. I am going to starve here living in my car. Arret! Arret! Arret!

Actually, people in Quebec are very nice. We can make out a few words and get by because almost everybody here understands English.

Random observation from Randy: She knew we were Americans from the moment we said "cafe."

We traveled east from Trois Rivieres and set up camp just north of Quebec. The place is known as Camping De Le Joie. It's kind of fake camping, really, but we don't care. It's not hotel pricing. The idea is to relax here until game time, 7:00 pm, and return here to camp another night. We motored downtown, a mix of hipster general, hilly terrain, and cosmopolitan living. We decided to eat first and explore later. Our destination...Le Fou (The Fool).  Randy ordered the poutine.

Random observation from Randy: I didn't come to Quebec for lunch to have a hamburger.

I had a hamburger. To be fair, it was a Royale. And it was good.

Le Fou.

Restaurant Row.

After lunch we hoofed it around the city:



The Citadel. The Citadel is part of the fortification of Quebec, one of only two cities in North America completely surrounded by forts. The Governor General Of Canada lives here.

 This arched entryway to the Citadel marks the beginning of the tourist district in Quebec.

 Tourist district.
 Tourist district.



 Me with the mascot of the Winter Festival of Quebec, Bonhomme. The festival goes back over 100 years.
Fort under repair.


More from the tourist district:
  

Anyway, we made it to the game at 7;10. The Quebec Capitales were hosting the Rockland Boulders. It was 3-3 in the bottom of the eighth when the Capitales took a 4-3 lead. The Caps couldn't hold the lead, and it was 4-4 in the bottom of the ninth. With a man on first following a walk, the Caps hit a two-run walk-off homer to win it. Pretty exciting.

Here are some pictures from the ballpark:

 Front Gate. This is Stade Ganac. Ganac is a hardware retail chain.

 Third base line.

 Right field scoreboard. It is hand-operated; you can see the kid who operates it sitting under the ninth inning marker.

 This is really old-school: general admission is church-pew seating.

 Home plate area.

Me with Capi, the Capitales mascot. Is he drinking a daiquiri?

IAD - 2
Kapo - 0

Tomorrow: Plattsburg, NY

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