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Science, Shoppers and Sushi
... remembered and more. :) If that wasn't enough we stopped by the candy store on the way home and the cousins were in heaven. The colorful background made for some great photos.
This morning after a rainy run around the neighborhood, Auntie Helen, Mum, the cousins and I set off for the science centre. It was a whirlwind of bubbles, play medical exams, shopping markets, music videos and space exhibits. We also saw an OMNIMAX film which can only ...
Toronto International Film Festival
Toronto... we love your film festival but strongly dislike your traffic! We had an exciting adventure learning how to buy tickets to a film festival, what a rush line is and how it works, how to find a screening venue, how to find parking in the downtown of Canada's largest city, and it was a lot of fun. The film we saw was very colorful. We stopped for cookies at a sweets shop and came across a Ukrainian street festival and a Polish ...
Futuristic landscape
... to be back in a well organized country.
In the plane to Toronto, I was looking forward to some lower air temperature than in Cuba.... but to my surprise, Friday was an incredible hot day, probably warmer than all my days in Cuba ! Anyway, on this first day I just walked around the skyscrapers, the CN tower, the harbor and the old town. I enjoyed to look at people. The folk in Toronto is just a mix of all possible cultures : there ...
Halloween in Toronto
... by the ferries to work. It was out of season however, so very few people were still there and all the cafes and activities were closed, except one i think we went to 3 times as we missed the last morning ferry before the unannounced lunch break of 2 hours - stranded and freezing. The is filled with little colourful gingerbread houses, yachts and black squirrels, and there were a pile of kids making halloween pumpkins. When we finally got off we headed to the ...
Searching For Toronto's Next Top Model
... my nails to make myself more presentable to the elite and their catty ways, but of course chipped it as soon as I put an earring in, and my hair that I tried to make presentable after seven months of not seeing a hairdresser's scissors soon frizzed in the wind. The thought was there.
I took my frizzy hair over to an independent café on Peter Street just two blocks from the hostel called Little Nicky’s, and whilst the ...