From the station in Poughkeepsie:
Somewhere with pretty leaves:
Waiting at the border...
On the home stretch, back in the land of maple syrup and mooses:
And finally, Montreal! My hotel is nice - old, but clean, and very conveniently located. I went out in search of dinner, found this (for Mr.Q - there was a huge display for Godin guitars in the window!)
Finally settled on poutine, the one thing I knew I could order in French:
(My accent must be a lot worse than I thought, because although I tried...the burly Quebecois behind the counter immediately switched to English!)