B "R" Guest Bed and Breakfast Toronto
367 Ontario Street Toronto, Ontario, M5A2V8, Canada
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Peace Out Toronto!
... feel I'm forgetting something.
I think I've prepared well. The 3 secret pockets hidden amongst my gear with passport photocopies is proof to that. And my backpack definitely isn't near as heavy as most peoples would be. With only 1 pair of pants, how could it be?
So here's to never being ready for anything. Because life will take you left, right, up ...
A few days in the big city
... scary without my mum to hold my hand (actually I think last time it had been me holding her hand!) but I did have a wander around the outdoor observatory, which to be honest was just too cold!
From the tower I got on the sightseeing bus again and went all the way around to Dundas Square, where we had been only a few days before. I got myself some lunch and coffee in a Tim Horton's, and then just kind of wandered slowly back down Yonge Street towards the ...
Jared Padalecki private Q&A
... bunch of chairs, so Jared kind of smiled awkwardly, but didn't get up. I turned my head and whispered to her "Stop doing that!" but I don't know if she heard me. :-/
Anyway, one of the last questions asked was something along the lines of "What are 5 things that we don't know about you?" and I only remember him talking about how people seem surprised that he can actually read, LOL. He's really interested in psychology and human emotion, etc, and I ...
Different end to same routine
Normally, I pretty much dread going back to Canada. No matter how much the quality of life is supposed to be one of the best in the world (a fact that I am constantly reminded of from other travellers and locals when travelling), I tend to only focus on the downsides - the ever-increasing traffic, urban sprawl, striving within the confines of the American dream - but this time I am choosing not to ...
Frugalistas, Zorro, & RIP Amy
... br>
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 the subway I was actually walking a long walk up to Chinatown, which really was dodgy. An about-turn preceded my walk towards a tea shop for my second iced-tea, but this one didn’t even have a grain of sugar waved at it, and consequently tasted a little bitter. I downed it ...

