Picture a city where suited-up beavers could stop traffic. Welcome to the real Ottawa. Read more now on Canada Capital
This isn’t just the nation’s political hub—it’s full of hidden stories, quirks, and more snow than you’ve ever seen. No need to gloss over the good stuff.
Queen Victoria picked it in 1857—right between English and French Canada, like a compromise on a plate. No identity crisis here—Ottawa stands firm.
You’ll hear bonjour as often as “what’s up”.
Looking for Canada’s power center? Between the copper roofs and gargoyle decor, it’s part parliament, part fairy tale.
Whether it's picnic blankets or snow boots, the Hill hosts both. People snap pictures like squirrels hoarding acorns.
And then there are the festivals. Winterlude dares you to embrace the freeze with canal skating.
Bring your skates and your sense of humor.
Tulips take over like flower confetti straight from WWII gratitude. A rare time when petals outnumber policies.
It’s not all pomp and policy. You’ll find art, jam stalls, and butter tarts galore in the Market.
If you don’t eat a butter tart, did you even visit? A peameal bacon sandwich = ultimate Canadian snack.
Locals might tell you about the canal’s rowdy past.
History buff or science nerd? Ottawa delivers.
Walk through timelines or fossils—you choose. The National Gallery has a massive spider out front—yes, really. It’s art, but it could probably lift your house.
Where it sits matters. Quebec is just a bridge away. Dual-province convenience in walking distance. Bilingual scribbles on every street sign. Warm months bring green trails and music fests.
Winter? It’s a full-contact sport here.
Locals joke: Ottawa has two seasons—ice and not-so-nice. Yet they still go outside, wrapped like burritos. To many, it’s “buttoned-up capital” vibes. But look closer and you’ll find warmth and wit. Tour guides who double as comedians and pastry fa