Today was an Interstate day or, rather, being for the most part in French-speaking Quebec, an Autoroute day. We checked out of the hotel, had breakfast in a local restaurant, and hit the road. Apart from a nervous moment in Montreal as my fuel gauge showed 6 miles of fuel remaining in the midst of a stationary and, seemingly, endless, traffic jam, there were no delays or anything else remotely interesting until we arrived at our next overnight stop at Brockville, Ontario.