Musings From Our Downtime In Toronto
Trip Start Oct 07, 2013
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Although Toronto offered up a much slower pace than the one we had been getting used to (thankfully), we did manage to keep the travel bug alive with a number of visits to the Waterfront, Greektown, city parks, and we even had a very personal bilingual, Herve V, guided tour of downtown Oakville. We took in Busker Fest, numerous summer festivals at Mel Lastman Square, along with the must-do Bluegrass Festival and the somewhat odd Train To Nowhere & Field of Flavours up in Tottenham. And given her imaginary royal blood, DH felt it was important to spend a couple of days in Stratford, Ontario taking in a couple of Shakespearean plays (except for an underhanded parking enforcement sweep- who knew Romeo and Juliet would take longer to expire than our three hour meter- I would highly recommend a Stratford visit).
A few days in cottage country in the summer is mandatory for all harried Torontonians so we also spent time watching for loons and racoons in both the Muskoka and Kawartha Lakes area. And since watching me struggle with our overdue tax returns, set up new banking arrangements, complete the journal from Part I, organize photos, and plan for upcoming adventures proved to be somewhat tiresome for DH, she had me organize a girls-only trip to Vegas (which, for those looking for a little balance, is apparently never to be followed by a boys-only trip to Vegas), did a number of BFF bonding jaunts (and, for those looking for balance, I don't think guys are ever allowed to refer to anyone as a BFF), and filled in the gap areas with spa visits, mani's, pedi's, and something called a micro dermabrasion (which I think is akin to a facial sandblasting, and, for those looking for balance, apparently massages by Bambi and Trixie are not a valid spa treatment)
While back in Toronto, our Tim Horton's morning coffee moved from 'nice-to-have' directly to addiction status for DH (I'm hoping her pending withdrawal process doesn't involve any spinning heads and bleeding eye sockets but it could get ugly). Our long awaited TV fix proved disappointing as the airways now seem to be dominated by duck, snake, and hog hunters, storage locker dudes, ex-wives of rock stars, and numerous other stories of people of the missing teeth variety?? And given that the poor TV selection drove us quickly outdoors, we took up a couple sports that all retirees are supposed to do- tennis and golf. Many thanks to Anne & Sandy K who gainfully tried teaching us the game of golf (perhaps they should also be held accountable given that we seemed to get worse as the summer went on).
If and when we settle down, I'm not sure Toronto makes the short list (although the airport and DH's history here are significant advantages) but we enjoyed our pit stop here. It's now time to get started on our Central American adventure and our first stop, naturally, will have us looking for polar bears.