It's not where you are, it's who you're with
Steve and I had a fantastic weekend in Toronto. I actually thought that I'd never write that sentence in my entire life. Guess it goes to show you that the company you keep can turn a city that you hate into a fun city. We arrived a little after 8 and Dan and Libby were there to meet us. We walked back to their place where I met Libby's sister, Mieke, and her dog, Silas. I will talk about Silas later. We all went out to this great Thai/Indian restaurant and then walked back to the apartment and collapsed. Saturday we had breakfast at the apartment. Steve and I brought some real bagels which were added to a table of juice and fruit and croissants, yum yum! We went out and started walking around the town. The initial plan was to wander down to the beaches, but that proved a bit much, so we made it to the St Lawrence market and had sandwiches of breaded eggplant and chicken, very strange! Pretty good though. Along the way, we came upon a concert to recruit new members for the church of scientology. Mieke interrogated them a bit ("I heard you guys are a cult, what's the deal with that?") and took their stress test for a bit of fun. Apparently it involved electric current.....
We went back to the apartment and grabbed an hour of snoozing and then walked to this wonderful restaurant called Tiger Lily's. If this restaurant were in my town, I would probably eat there once a week. The food was so tasty, even the tea was wonderful. The end of the meal was a bit rushed as we realised that the play was going to start in 15 minutes. Libby and Mieke left right away to grab the tickets and Steve, Dan and I grabbed the rest of the food and paid. We got to the theatre a few minutes late, but we hardly missed anything. The play was amazing, terrific Tom Stoppard dialogue and great acting. We grabbed cabs home and collapsed yet again.
Sunday we had a leisurely breakfast of Dan's famous french toast and listened to music and played a bit of Moot. We left to go and meet Steve's mom and aunt at the station just before noon. It was sad to say goodbye to Dan and Libby, we won't see them for a while. Thanks Dan & Libby, we love you lots!
Pat was squeaky-happy to see us and we had a nice lunch at a place called Milestones and then wandered over to the Chapters next door. I bought a book of 5 Tom Stoppard plays, one of them the one we saw the night before. I was also able to get to know Steve's aunt a bit along the way, man she walks fast! We wandered some more and then back to the station where there was another sad goodbye. Steve had thought that the train ride was 6 hours long, but it turns out that it was only 4, which made me very happy! Along the way, we had snacks provided by Libby (what a sweetie). We got home, tired but happy, with the cats interrogating every inch of the luggage.