This is one of the MANY statues throughout the city of Toronto.
I got up at about 8am and Paul had been up at 7am. Nine hours for me and eight for him. We quickly got showered/dressed and headed out to start our morning.
After a brief glitch when we realized we'd been driving the wrong way to get to the center of town (I'd been holding the map in the wrong direction...yes, it was MY fault), we turned around and made our way into the heart of the city.
We started out with finding parking (we got a lot for just $5.00 (Canadian) (about $4.00 American with the exchange rate)). We walked about a block to the nearest Tim Horton's for donuts for breakfast. YUM! I had a Canadian maple glazed with vanilla cream and a vanilla frosted with jimmies (that's "sprinkles" for those of you outside of the Delaware Valley) and strawberry jelly inside. We then walked about a block and we were at Yonge Street (the main shopping drag in Toronto pretty much...it's HUGE!). We took a subway to get closer to where the Art Gallery of Ontario was.
When we got out of the subway, we were inside a shopping center where there was a Sears. I'd been saying that if I could find the equivalent of a Sears while out that day, I'd want to buy a new wallet and maybe get my watch fixed (it needed a new battery). I got the wallet and brought my watch to the watch repair desk there. The gentlemen there were very helpful. Apparently, my battery had merely been jostled loose and my watch resumed working as soon as they put it back in place. They didn't charge me for the service.
When we arrived at the museum, we got to see the Degas exhibit, which included the little dancer, a statue that was initially reviled when it was first exhibited for being "ugly" because he adorned it with actual clothes. (a tutu and a hair ribbon) I managed to take two shots before being stopped by the guards:
After walking through the museum, we thought about heading towards the
En route, we stopped at another little mall, where we stopped into a little newsstand and I found "Nestle's (as opposed to Hershey's in the States, though it's the same bar) Kit Kat ORANGE!"...it's orange flavored chocolate and scrumptious. We sat and ate at
Marche, which was similar to one of the places that Paul, R.J. and I ate in Chicago. The idea is that it's sort of a big single restaurant, but it's also kind of a food court as well. You walk though the restaurant to various stalls/counters where different types of food is being prepared and you have it prepared fresh in front of you. Paul had a burger and I got an omelette (with some fresh squeezed watermelon juice from the juice bar).
When we got to the Tower, I balked at paying $18.00 a piece just to ride to the top and quickly nixed it. Okay, I'm a cheap ass, but I just don't see the point of it. We resumed our shopping and general site-seeing.
Hopefully, ruralrob will be able to tell me what this building is:
This memorial was quite moving:
There were lots of oddball ways that these people died listed here. Falling down elevator shafts, things falling on people, lung cancer, asbestos, fires, car crashes, shootings. Very eye-opening and unexpected.
We went back to the hotel to rest for a little while and returned later in the evening to head out to the "Gay" neighborhood later that night. We found a great parking garage for another $5.00 ($4.00) and walked a few blocks to the neighborhood:
(okay, the picture was taken the next morning)
Unfortunately, none of the actors from "Queer As Folk" were there while we were there! We shopped in the "naughty stores" and the bookstore which was a great shop. Since it was a Saturday night and Paul doesn't drink, we skipped the two bars and instead had dinner at the "Village Rainbow" which may well have been the "Liberty Diner" at one point in time. I had teriyaki chicken and rice while Paul had lasagna. Great food, fun atmosphere (it sort of reminded us, if not the decor (because this place was gorgeous) but in the general vibe of the place, of the Cheap Art Cafe/Cafe Duck Soup (hopefully, someone will re-open there in the Gayborhood in Philly)).
On the way home to the hotel, we stopped into a supermarket and nabbed some goodies for some of our friends (we really only got stuff for our dinner pals from "Eat This"). For Kim we got a French labeled box of Kraft Dinner Spongebob Mac and Cheese (she's a big fan and probably never heard of him being called Bob LePonge). For Dawn, we nabbed a can of SIMPSONS canned macaroni! Who knew there even was such a thing?
Exhausted, we each got at least eight more hours of sleep after returning to the hotel.