Quebec City, Day Four: We are driving a Hyundai.

It was freaking hot today as we trudged up the multitude of stairs to the old city to pick up our car at Enterprise. Hot, I tell you.
We are now the proud renters of a Hyundai Accent. It is white. Remember that time that I wanted to rent a high end Lexus for my fortieth and drive the hell out of it up to Whistler? Maybe not. I'm not sure if I ever voiced that to anyone. Anyways, this Accent is a very close second.
Got out of the city and headed over to Ile d'Orleans. What an amazing, beautiful and fantastic place. Just minutes from Quebec City this place is just steeped in history and amazing food and culture and stunning views. Per Wiki "the island was one of the first parts of the province to be colonized by the French and a large percentage of French Canadians can trace ancestry to early residents of the Island. The Island has been described as the "microcosm of traditional Quebec and as the birthplace of francophones in North America".
It was roughly around 65k around the entire island. We stopped at the tourist centre and got a great run down. Popped into Les Fromages for some wonderful cheese and sausage and then continued down the road to the observation tower there which gave us a vantage point of the far east end of the island and the St. Lawrence on either side.
Back in the car we continued on and missed a stunningly beautiful part of the island that reminded me of Europe as we drove through its diminutive streets. Beautiful historically appointed houses along the water, artisan shops, chic cafes, gardens... I regret not stopping. It was like we weren't in Canada anymore. The history, the architecture, the culture, it was just amazing.
And like that we were off the island. We opted to bypass the Montmorency Falls as, from a distance, they weren't as broad or spectacular as Niagra, and the parking lot and all that was involved with it seemed too much work.
Instead we traveled on to Ville de Baie Saint Paul. It was a bit over an hour's drive to get there, but what a wonderful, strange little town. Mostly foot traffic, tons of art galleries and cafes and shops and sort of tucked into a little corner that we literally drove past the first time.
There was a pub we wanted to go to that had a small line up when we first went past, so went went for a walk around the town and when we returned the line up had grown so we ended up eating at a restaurant plagued with flies which is as disconcerting and First World as it sounds.
After dinner we tried to go find this eco house that we had read about, because of course we would. And that's when things got weird.