Canada! My Canada! Mounties. Lumberjacks. Hockey. French road signs across the nation even though they only speak French in one province (it’s like a state. You’re learning.). Welcome to Canada!

Canada (aka stop #1, you drunks) features a fun shop selling shirts with mildly offensive stereotypes.

It also features a roundy-round show with mildly offensive stereotypes.

The main attraction (for me) is the eating. In the cellar of the vaguely looking Chateau Laurier is Le Cellier (French for “The Cellar”. No, really.) Steakhouse. It’s lit like a cellar, it’s cramped like a cellar, and it smells like a delicious steak dinner, like a cellar.

Each section of the restaurant is designated as a province. Here is the Saskatchewan section, with featured flora:

The menu is jam-packed with heavy, hearty foods, from creamy soups to various breads to the featured delicious steak dinner. This is where I come in.

As you enter the dining room, the restroom (washroom) is all the way back and all the way to the left in the far corner. Look for the exit sign.

The restroom (washroom) features cute little designs, but sadly, none of the signs are in French. I wonder if the Quebecois are aware of this.

It is a good enough restroom (washroom) for a restaurant, sure, but it leaves something to be desired for an entire pavilion, especially one with an attraction. Maybe upstairs in the vaguely looking Chateau Frontenac there should be a restroom modeled after something from the old Maple Leaf Gardens?

Le Cellier’s restroom (washroom) is only for patrons of the restaurant. It used to be an extremely popular restaurant, so there’s no reason to stop here just to go. But don’t go to the nearby World Showcase restroom, because it is the worst ™.

Instead, visit Canada’s daddy, the UK. They have a very excellent restroom (WC), but nothing like the rocks of Canada.