Crossed the bridge again, because I had heard that the south side of the river was nicer. It was pretty nice, all right. There was one church that was pretty impressive.
I stopped for tourist info and it was the same woman as yesterday (!?!) Nice person, too.
Anyway, I had to carry on. Rode pretty steadily, with a stop or two for ice cream.
Soon I was at Levis. I plunged down the hill to the ferry, braking hard. Got on and crossed to Quebec and then had an incredible climb. Stood on the pedals in first gear, but I made it.
Found space at one youth hostel. Met two other cyclists. Went out for Greek food and then back to the hostel and to bed early.