After not sleeping very well most of the night in my suffocation bag, I woke up and was shocked to see that it was already 8:45! Just as I was wondering why we hadn't been woken up by one of the hotel staff, as they told us by 8 a.m., one of the staff stuck his head through our curtain and whispered, "It's time to get up!" I looked at Chuck. Still snoozing away.
We got ourselves out of those sleeping bags and dressed as quickly as possible in our freezing clothes and booked it to the warm locker rooms and a much- needed bathroom. We then said goodbye to the Ice Hotel and grabbed a shuttle to our nice room at the nearby Sheraton, where we showered and got a good breakfast, congratulating ourselves for surviving our arctic sleeping adventure! Yay for us!
Next on our list: dog sledding! A shuttle picked us up at the Sheraton and drove us, along with other participants, about 25 minutes north of town, nearer the hills and ski resorts to a family-run dog sledding outfit. We pictured ourselves seated side-by-side on a cushiony sled, covered in blankets while some professional stood behind driving and yelling, "Mush! Mush!" Yeah. That didn't happen. Instead, it was way more fun and exciting! In groups of two, we all learned how to drive the sled and command the dogs to go and stop. Arnival! Whoa! We were introduced to our two lead dogs, Naomi and Nordic, and then we were off, following a guide about 15 feet ahead of us. We had five dogs total. The two middle dogs were blind and would run literally pushed up against each other the whole time. Chuck and I both took turns driving and had a great time, especially trying to swerve the sled away from the trees that lined our path. Chuck managed to tip us over during one curve and he face planted in the snow, losing hold of the guide line. I ended up sideways with the sled on top of me and the dogs trying to figure out what kind of morons they had behind them. Fun!
After our 40 minute ride, we toured the kennels and learned about the different breeds and how they are all cared for. Very interesting and I kept telling myself, the dogs really enjoyed pulling us, they aren't unhappy at all with this situation! They really did seem well cared for and happy. I think. So long, dogs! Free hot chocolate awaits in the cafe!
The rest of our day was spent enjoying an early four-course dinner at The Sheraton, revisiting the Hotel de Glacé for more pictures in the daylight and then checking in to our next hotel, The Chateau de Frontenac, the "most photographed hotel in the world," or so we kept being told. It is beautiful and old and sits right on the cliff above Old Quebec and inside the walls of the old city. We walked around town for a little bit before retiring to a warm and comfy bed, sans ice!
We got ourselves out of those sleeping bags and dressed as quickly as possible in our freezing clothes and booked it to the warm locker rooms and a much- needed bathroom. We then said goodbye to the Ice Hotel and grabbed a shuttle to our nice room at the nearby Sheraton, where we showered and got a good breakfast, congratulating ourselves for surviving our arctic sleeping adventure! Yay for us!
Next on our list: dog sledding! A shuttle picked us up at the Sheraton and drove us, along with other participants, about 25 minutes north of town, nearer the hills and ski resorts to a family-run dog sledding outfit. We pictured ourselves seated side-by-side on a cushiony sled, covered in blankets while some professional stood behind driving and yelling, "Mush! Mush!" Yeah. That didn't happen. Instead, it was way more fun and exciting! In groups of two, we all learned how to drive the sled and command the dogs to go and stop. Arnival! Whoa! We were introduced to our two lead dogs, Naomi and Nordic, and then we were off, following a guide about 15 feet ahead of us. We had five dogs total. The two middle dogs were blind and would run literally pushed up against each other the whole time. Chuck and I both took turns driving and had a great time, especially trying to swerve the sled away from the trees that lined our path. Chuck managed to tip us over during one curve and he face planted in the snow, losing hold of the guide line. I ended up sideways with the sled on top of me and the dogs trying to figure out what kind of morons they had behind them. Fun!
After our 40 minute ride, we toured the kennels and learned about the different breeds and how they are all cared for. Very interesting and I kept telling myself, the dogs really enjoyed pulling us, they aren't unhappy at all with this situation! They really did seem well cared for and happy. I think. So long, dogs! Free hot chocolate awaits in the cafe!
The rest of our day was spent enjoying an early four-course dinner at The Sheraton, revisiting the Hotel de Glacé for more pictures in the daylight and then checking in to our next hotel, The Chateau de Frontenac, the "most photographed hotel in the world," or so we kept being told. It is beautiful and old and sits right on the cliff above Old Quebec and inside the walls of the old city. We walked around town for a little bit before retiring to a warm and comfy bed, sans ice!
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