There are cities that remember history. And then there are cities that live it. Old Québec, nestled within the walls of Québec City, is the kind of place where every step echoes with the past, where cannons guard the cliffs and church bells sing over ancient plazas.

Imagine walking through a forest—only instead of trees, it’s a maze of colossal stone columns, each etched with sacred symbols, each one whispering stories from over 3,000 years ago. That’s the Temple of Karnak, a place where time folds in on itself and the divine still seems just a step away.