I checked into the downtown Ottawa Days Inn an hour ago, and immediately hooked up to the free Internet connection to make a reservation for tomorrow night. I knew I’d stay in Sherbrooke, which gives the appearance of an anglophiled college town not far from the Vermont and Maine borders, and positive reviews on Trip Advisor and Virtual Tourist confirmed my pending reservation at the Delta Sherbrooke.
So, I’ll sleep at the Delta, eat dinner somewhere lively, and check out the collegiate club, Le Living. Maybe meet a French Canadian lass.
But for tonight, I’ll explore Ottawa. I’d been here six years ago, but briefly for a photo shoot on Parliament Hill, a stroll through the artistic National Gallery, and a visit to the National Aviation Museum. I didn’t stay here, and despite my tiredness from a long day’s of driving, I’m eager to soak up the nightlife.