Queen Street Toronto

Sightseeing Nr. II! D Franca het hüt „krank" gmacht und het mit mir die zwöiti Stadfüehrig gmacht. Mir si zersch a Kensington Market, denn Queenstreet, St. Lawrence Market und zum Abschluss si mir i Bier Markt eis ga trinke. Zum Znacht hei mir üs mit Catherine troffe u mir si i eis vo ihrne Lieblingsrestaurant „Starving Artist“ ga …

I believe I left you with a glass of wine in my hand and a belly full of food. Not much has changed within the past few days believe it or not. At first I was batting off comments that our style of travelling was of the more "luxurious" ilk... Now I'm finding it harder to disagree. However, I hasten to add that I'm sitting on the Megabus as I write …

... tired I get. Cindy, her friend Viv and I set off downtown today. To explore the kitsch boutiques and vintage store on Queen Street West! Had a delish lunch and explored. And then it poured. Oh my. Why does freak torrential rain follow me?? Towards ...

... early. Whoo! Exploring the City I took the subway down to Queen Station, which is directly connected to the Eaton Shopping Centre on Queen Street. I had supper in the food count on the bottom level, and then went browsing in search of a hat. I had left ...

... Yes so bus sick, slept a lot, wandered the streets by day, hung out in a lot of book shops, trailed around kensington market and queen street (oh yes there's one here too) and checked out the cool shops and cafes. I did go up the CN tower because well ...

... stand in an observation tower with a glass floor I figured that THEY should pay ME. For anyone coming to Toronto, you have to go down Queen street and sus out the shopping because there's some amazingly funky stuff. Unfortunately I've more than blown ...

... , as I didn’t realise Widmer Street was only between Richmond and King Street, so after struggling to find it up on Queen Street I headed back to Richmond and backtracked to find the hostel just a couple of blocks from where I’d been sitting ...

... , Vermicelli, and salted fish.  As the pink sky loomed over us we made our way back down Spadina towards a small pub off Queen Street where live music in the form of Betty Stew was taking place, a cool, but not that impacting, four-piece that sang ...

... .  With just my £18 Primark jacket to protect me from the hilarious elements I of course got drenched whilst walking along Queen Street West, but I’ve learnt it won’t kill me, and so embraced it.  Rather than worrying about how my ...

... to face the first proper wrath of autumn, or fall as they say on this side of the pond, I directed myself up to Queen Street West, the hub of the Fashion District and where many artsy and vintage shops adorn the roadside, unfortunately I completely ...

... any make-up appeared to melt as though I was the Wicked Witch of the West.  I took solace in the subway station on Queen Street and basked in the air-conditioned glory on the journey towards the Bata Shoe Museum on St George Street.  My joy at ...

... twenty-seven her body had finally had enough of its mistreatment and given up. With the news still fresh I wandered further along Queen Street until the area became a little too dodgy and forced a retreat, but when I thought I was heading back towards ...