Brightly painted houses just down the street that we are staying on.
And on the main drag a little way up the hill (there's a lot of hills!)
In between the two...
Which has been providing us with regular lovely carillons - if that is the word - several times a day.
And how could I resist this!
Yesterday, we went back in to the Old City, and down the vertiginous funicular to the lower city. I'm just going to include a few photos, you can always click through to Flickr if you want to see more.
It is very picturesque, helped by the trend to seemingly keep Christmas decorations up all through the winter, charming buildings, and interesting murals.
We have just pottered locally today. I am enormously proud of myself, having negotiated attempting to shop for boots (a fail, though, as they didn't fit) and other odds and ends, all in French. What is more - and this was the really difficult bit - I made the phone call to order a taxi to get us to the station tomorrow lunchtime. So much harder when you can't get visual clues, but I think I did it ok!
So tomorrow we are of to Ottawa to visit my god-daughter and her mum who just happens to visiting at the same time. And then on Tuesday to Montreal, where amongst other delights, there are yarn shops.
Speaking of which - the boring scarf is growing, but it is a good job that the weather has not been as cold as it might have been!
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