FC: Toronto, Canada 2013
1: All Aboard! Concerned about the traffic at Timmy Horton's, we arrived at the train station in Windsor early, directed to pay to park on the third floor of a one story glass building, we settled in for a four hour train ride to Toronto. Canada. I was a little disappointed that no one said, "All Aboard" and laugh all crazy like, but as always, my sister didn't let me down and humored me by saying it. The wisdom we received from the two men talking behind us was more than Graduate school could ever offer, and wherever you are kind sir, please know we agree your ex-wife was a bitch.
2: Arriving during a fire drill at the hotel served to be no problem, but the elevator which required your room key was a bit of a surprise. The room was nice, the free Internet sucked, and the cleaning lady, a modern artist or very bored didn't understand the traditional placement of throw pillows; I liked here
4: After the first day and discovering that the long walks and cold temperatures would be a problem we settled on a hop on dinner and shopping bus tour. Receiving the confirmation is only helpful when the tour people know they sent it, so after much debate, email searches and phone calls, they allow us to ride to their main office to print out the proof.. oh.. no . it didn't print but they allow us to go on with no continual problem (which might have been helpful to know earlier because we would have gotten off at the shoe museum) .. but defiantly we got our money worth. We toured so much, we had it memorized.. "Sick Kids Hospital" Castles with not-so-secret passages and ovens big enough to cook whole cows, schools with losing records, and even how to loose a date at an unmarked subway station by telling them you needed to "drop off a slider" at a friends house. Anyway, that's what Tammy heard. But the wisdom did not stop there, we learned of statues, pronunciation of streets, what Gay Pride is.. and even ow to identify a ticket scalper.. which all proved to be amusing. .. and educational
8: Picasso Katelyn
9: Toronto's China town was not reflected in, Big Trouble in Little China, but was bunch of pig heads in store fronts, historic Kingston was the place to buy Vintage Clothing.. (expensive Vintage Clothing) but I found a Indian head dress and a Tutu. Underground malls existed but not open on weekends.. (Very Strange).. Stores.. Stores.. and Stores but most held little interest.. and by the time we made it to the Distillery/art district, our feet was swollen and sore and I debated the advantages of snuggling with the homeless.
15: This dork asked on the tour, "What's Gay Pride?".. Like Toronto has the largest parade in the world.
16: .. as for our trip to one of the most diverse cities in the world.. the only difference I felt in comparison to the States was, at no point did I question my safety.. (only 56 murders in the city last year.. and its the size of Chicago, which had 506 murders)
35: . tucked away in my hotel bed by 10:00pm every night watching, "Desperate Housewives of Vancouver" and "Gypsy Sisters" (Mary is a bad liar and Mellie needs a therapist).. but All of this proving to be another Great Weekend Getaway with my sister. Much Love! Kristin