-I guess Montreal is a big city, but the places I traveled to were in the middle of nowhere. They are pretty places though, surrounded by lakes and forests.
-Montreal is bilingual, but the quaint little cities aren't. Fortunately, most of the folks involved in the race spoke superb English. If you want to be a hit with the local ladies, learn French. That will give you a slight advantage over the 50 other drooling American riders.
-When we met our first ever French Canadians, they told us that Abitibi has a lot of chicks. And it's true, there are a lot of chicks. It was crazy because they were all attractive. There are 2 possible explanations for that. (1) Literally every Abitibian teenage female is attractive. (2) Maybe there is a shortage of men that makes the women especially desperate, so desperate that the most attractive ladies decide to volunteer for the bike race and ergo be seen. Forgive me for my ramblings.
-The music in Quebec is HORRIBLE. The riders had to go on an hour bus ride to the start of each race. I got a major feel for the popular Quebecan music. It is a lot of dance pop that gets stuck in your head. Bad mojo before a race.
That's Quebec in a nutshell.