Time in Toronto

Todays tour of Toronto Town took us to tons of terrific tourist traps. Talk about being teed up to tread the terrances of the transport tunnels which traverse the town. In other words - we walked the streets for many hours. After a few kilometrs our tour guide (Louisa) took us to the centre square Where the pool is is so cold they ice skate on it.

It'd unseasonably warm here at the moment. 6 degrees C max, with a cold biting winds coming off the artic tundra. And its about to get colder apparently. Finding some relief in a shopping mall we headed off to the old distilery area. Unfortunately no stils (or outcomes) were found. Just lots of corny stalls selling standard Canadian tourist items dressed up in Christmas themes. Still, the fur trees were covered in lights and tinsel and the choirs belting out carols was enough to put everyone in the sprit of the holiday season. And who'da thunk that Santa would actually have a Canadian accent? All this ambience was shattered one block away as we trolled off to the harbour by the reality of cold concrte landscapes of multileveled freeways and serious biting winds. The ferry to the island was well worth the trip - just to get a good view of the city. We didn't actually land on the island - apparently there is nothing of interest in the winter months. So we stayed on board and caught the return journey with all the tradies heading home for the day.

A journey on the underground street car system saw us back to base before heading out to dinner with Tim & Joy. It was a fine dining experience with lobster, calamri and steak gracing our plates. And so suffering from jet lag, exhaustion and lowered balances we headed home and crawled off to bed.