Toronto, Day 4

We started Sunday as we always do--reading the New York Times over breakfast. But this breakfast was at Movenmarche, which has begun to lose it's luster. The lines were so slow, that your coffee was cold by the time you got your french toast.

Then we walked down to the distillery, a new revitalization project that turned some old buildings into a art gallery, restaurant, and workspace. On Sunday there was also a farmers market and a street performer festival going on. We saw jugglers, magicians, giant puppets, a violinist on stilts, and two women in school girl outfits playing string instruments.




Then it was a long walk back home by way of the harborfronte. Jon and I both crashed and took a nap. When I woke up I headed on the metro to Mirvish Village, where there happened to be a festival in honor of Honest Ed's birthday. There was Hungarian dancing and free food samples everywhere, though you had to wait in long lines to get it.

I walked down to Little Italy and strolled around. Apparently now Little Italy is more like Little Brazil, because there was much hoopla about the Brazil vs. Argentina soccer match. And when Brazil won, there were shouts and horns in the street. I stopped in a restaurant for dinner. It was lovely.


Then I headed down to Alexandria park to watch a giant puppet play about Lillith, Adam's first wife. I got there early and decided to head out for some ice cream. Tip: don't go looking for ice cream in Chinatown. I walked forever and was almost late until I went back to Kensington Market and bought some handmade organic raspberry ice cream.

The play was interesting and earnest. At the end of the day, I was very pooped from all that walking and had one more walk home.

Some Toronto observations:

-2 times I have seen people rollerblading while talking on cell phones
-2 times people have asked me for directions
-4 times is the amount of car honking I've heard. People are so polite, even if you're sticking out in the middle of the street.
-Everything is cheaper, and that's awesome.
-Everyone is so liberal. The Second City show was totally anti-Bush. People are openly anti-religious. People are openly gay. It's awesome.
-Waitstaff and people with menial jobs are also very friendly and helpful. Like our waitress at Second City scored us some great seats for the second half.

Looking ahead: the Toronto Masters Tennis Tournament and on to Ithaca. (Just like Odysseus.