So, every time we hear footsteps in front of our door we pray it's a camper going to the showers.
**Edit:
Today Éloïse and I were given the day off.
We went to Tadoussac...By bike. If I see another hill to climb on a bike, i'm going to rip my hair out.
We walked as slowly as we could around the town, visited the touristic rip-off shops, ate, and left.
I took this because I know Jacques is obsessed with this drink:
