Greetings from the Great White North!
Okay, so it’s not white up here in Toronto in late May, but it is awfully cold. We’ve been battling a wicked wind since last night when a storm moved through. It conveniently moved through as Jeff and I were walking from the car to Mohawk Raceway. We got soaked, and walking against that wind made my legs ache. On the plus side, Mohawk was gorgeous! What a wonderful place to watch races. I continued my normal habit of losing the races I bet and “winning” the ones I didn’t. Sigh.
After almost 700 miles of driving, we were too tired to do much of anything last night except watch a few races. Today, however, we’ve been busy.
First stop, finding the trains into Toronto. We’re staying right by the airport, so we didn’t have to drive far to find a good station. We rode into the city. The CN Tower was right outside their Union Station.
Our destination was the Hockey Hall of Fame. Jeff’s version of Mecca. Part of it is contained inside a big plaza. A bit misleading because here’s the outside facade.
But as you walk around to the right, you enter the bigger plaza. It was absolutely beautiful inside.
Jeff was less than thrilled I wanted to take pictures, but he really liked the Hall of Fame.
They have quite a collection, but most impressive was the way they have the Stanley Cup displayed. This is where that beautiful facade comes in. The Cup and all the other awards are inside that building. They keep them in a big bank vault, but bring it out during the day. Here’s Jeff with the actual Stanley Cup.
They also have a display of the last year in hockey with all the teams winning their championships. Since the Fort Wayne Komets are the current Turner Cup champs, they had their spot on that display.
We had a nice but very late lunch downtown, and being the old folks we are, we headed back to relax and regroup. We thought about going up the CN Tower, but damn, that wind was biting. After several blocks, we abandoned that idea and embraced warm and rest.
So what makes Toronto different than good old Indianapolis? They are major eco-friendly here. There aren’t just trash cans, there are always recycling bins right next to them. We even have recycling bins in our room. Lots of people on bicycles, although not as many as I saw in San Francisco. Traffic here is brutal because their highways and roads have fewer lanes, and it’s obvious the population has outgrown the roads.
It dawned on me that I’ve hit all four extremes in the last few years. South to Dallas. West to San Francisco. East to New York. And now North to Toronto.
We’re planning on meeting my friend Lainey Bancroft tomorrow for lunch at Niagra Falls. Looking forward to meeting you, Lainey!
