We were up at 6:30 am and packing. We had set up the tent in the backyard to let it dry out (having been wet for ages because of the pouring pouring rain). I took a handful or two of dirt for the trees I had pulled from the soil in Northern Quebec, and we said our good-byes.
Our 7 am departure was at 7:30.
Rush hour in Ottawa held us up for a while, but it was not long before we were on our way to Toronto. The colours were as impressive as ever as we rushed through the countryside. We passed two very clever speed traps (which had already attracted prey) and one semi trailer that was burning up in an inferno of fiery flames (don’t ask me the why or the how, all we saw was the fire and the opposing lanes of the divided highway stopped dead). Passed that much craziness we made it to the 401.
Wow. If you have never driven on the 401 that is certainly a very... special driving experience. Like... wow... like... ... ... wow. There are more lanes there than I have fingers (and toes) to count. That is a lot of people! Somehow we made it into the city and to Auntie Anne’s house. Auntie Anne welcomed us to their home and made us a quick and amazing lunch.
Always on the move we did not stick around long but headed to the subway and then downtown to meet my long time friend Cam. We met at the Bloor-Yonge subway station and then proceeded to tour Toronto on foot. It was very similar to our Ottawa tour in that we got to see an enormous number of things in a very short time. We got to see more than I could name, but we got some ice cream at Marble Slab (a rare (and expensive) treat), and then continued passed... everything... the Husdon Bay Building... the Kensington Market... China Town... a 7-11 where we got slurpees!!!!!!!!!! The First Slurpee Of Our Trip Home!!!!! My First Slurpee Since August!!!!!!! Uh... where was I? Oh yes, then we saw Cam’s apartment (which is a cozy dungeon at the U of T), the water front, then CN Tower, and Queen’s Street. With our feet screaming at us we said our good-bye’s and then headed on the subway back to Auntie Anne’s.
We had a wonderful steak supper with Auntie Anne and her husband Benny (oh how I have missed steak), and then did some laundry (pffft.... not that my clothes needed it... I mean... I had only worn most sets of underwear forwards, backwards, and inside out-forwards... I still had inside out-backwards!), then, like always, I tried to update you, my faithful readers as to my whereabouts and adventures.
In this specific case we changed our route. We decided that it would be best to head first through Calgary to leave Jerusalem there and to get the Jeepaloskophy. This is for the reason that we will be crossing the rocky mountains twice in fall with uncertain weather, and as we saw in Labrador and Quebec, Jerusalem is really really not suited to winter conditions. This will change only the times of our visits, and not the wheres of them...
With feet still screaming. We headed to bed.
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