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Travel Blogs from Toronto
Conclusion to our 1st European Tour
... slow!!! We did had fun, more than fun, we were so ecstatic every time we visit a different place. In fact we still can't believe that we've gone to places we only saw on TV!!! Aaahhh, hope we can go back soon! In the meantime, we'll work our ass off to earn for our next trip ...
Rouge Park
... instant, cloudy in minutes.
Constant change is the intricate web of sound and sight in nature.
What you see is what you get --
brilliant Fall color,
beautifully foggy,
off the beaten path.
No doubt, it's a perfect time for hiking ...
Riding solo in Canada and the US
... security guys on the roof of the white house using telescopes, and the glass on the windows of the President’s limo is as thick as airplane windows. After that I got some fro-yo. The place I went to was self-serve, so you get a big cup, and you can put as many of the around 20 flavours in as you want, and lots of toppings, like fruit, chocolate, lollies, biscuit and muesli. They also have various sauces. You then pay by the weight.
The next day I went back ...
Go Big or Go Home
... that it is made in an old steam engine round house it gives the beer some character. The story is that a big corporation bought a brewery and fired all the workers. Three of the workers decided to start their own brewery under the name Three Fired Guys, but nobody would invest under that business name. So they changed it to Steam Whistle in honour of the production premises. From the looks of things, they’re doing quite well.
After an ...
Tourists in Toronto
... numbers. Bloody hell, those flames and pyrotechnics can scorch the eyebrows from your face if you're in the mosh pit. God knows how the band can cope!! Back at the hotel post-show Katie and Tiff join us all for drinks and the evening winds its merry way into the wee small hours until I remind Paul and Alex we have an 8.30am pick up in the morning to visit Niagara Falls. Discretion being the better part of valour I take my leave just before 2am and collapse into bed to dream of ...