most foul, most fair
Lisa arrived almost according to schedule on Wednesday night, just after I finished talking to lockedindream. It was good to hear a friendly voice on the phone. Thursday, after picking up some groceries, we subwayed down to the Eaton's Center, but left soon after due to massive crowds. Wandered around, picked up coffee and went to the Bata Shoe museum, which was more interesting than I would have expected. They had neat stuff like massive 18th century coachman's boots, and 16th century armour boots - and an astronaut training boot! I liked the Alaskan coastal cultures exhibit. The Russian greatcoat would have been pretty hot had it not been made of walrus intestine. Maybe I just have a crush on greatcoats/capes/cloaks... *mmm*. Thursdays are free there, and they had a fully costumed and what I would place as a late 18th century British military band - which had a way of hiding in dark exhibit hall corners and scaring the living daylights out of us by spontaneously breaking into marches. The woman at the admissions desk asked me if I was from England - after I had already been speaking with her. That heavy Thunder Bay accent? Maybe I was enunciating too much. Lisa and I had been planning to go to the Harbourfront Center to see a free outdoor ballet, but we got distracted wandering and got there late, and only caught the end. Too bad - the weather was lovely, and it would have been nice to sit and watch. As it was, there was only standing room left. We then ambled around some more - cities are much more enjoyable to walk about in at night - past the CBC and the late shift of locked out employees, the CN tower, and finally up Yonge Street. Saw a beautiful flowy lavender blue gown that was just my style (in fact, I had a similar dress in red which is sadly much too big on me now; I think I should put some weight back on)... in a display for a design school. I think that means it's unlikely to be for sale, even if I had money. Ended up having bubble tea at a convenient Teashop 168, which apparently also serves waffles. Go figure. Speaking of, the shoe museum was offering refreshments - coffee, donuts, and pancakes. *?*
Since being here, I have been asked for, and given directions twice. I haven't asked anyone for directions yet.
Yesterday we woke up later than planned, and headed back downtown so Lisa could do some more shopping. I wandered around, looking at far too expensive clothes, trying on the odd thing I had no real intention of purchasing. I saw one pretty dress which was flattering and reasonably affordable, but black. I rarely wear black formally, and I was sort of leaning towards blue. It frightens me how much money must go through places like the Eaton's Center. Every store was at least busy, if not obscenely packed. There were dressing room and cashier line ups. And most of the trendy clothing stores are big. One we spent way too long in for my taste was at least four times the floor space of the average intercity store per floor - it had three. Another few hours there really drained me, but at least I didn't get grouchy. Usually malls put me in a foul mood. Oh, I still had the urge to say biting things to random people - mostly people in stupid attitude t-shirts, but it was an entirely good natured and cheerful urge, though I didn't think that would come across. So I kept quiet. We ended up eating in the food court - Lisa with pizza and me with a peanut butter, cranberry jam and pancake sandwich I had brought in my backpack. Then we realized we were behind schedule to meet pedxing at the ROM and ran off to the subway. Friday evenings are, once again, free - which is the word of this little vacation; because Lisa is conserving her money for clothing purchases and I have none. Unfortunately, free night at the ROM doesn't included special exhibits, meaning the feathered dinosaurs *grr*, and is also very popular with people toting munchkins. Very popular. So popular that we weren't really up to the effort of avoiding stepping on them as we toured. I tried to locate the mineral exhibit before we escaped, but it seemed to be missing or locked up. The three of us ended up sitting in Queens Park watching a very excited poodle stalking squirrels, and eating the food I was still carrying around in my backpack. A decision to go to High Park to see 'Much Ado About Nothing' was finally reached, and so we did. I like High Park, I'll have to explore it further. It has a pool with a waterslide! I hope they stay open for a few more weeks, I could use some more swimming. The play was very good - I wonder when they hold auditions, not that I'm really at that level yet. I liked the 1930s-ish(?) setting. Outdoor plays are great, and the raccoons weren't too distracting. We had made it there just after it started, so our seats weren't great (in fact they were a dirt hill side at the far edge), but the pay what you can price was. So much free/affordable entertainment in this city. Lisa and I are going to hit the AGO on free night, and there's a free opera at the Harbourfront next week too.
Today is rainy and I for one am exhausted. Lisa and I are contemplating heading to the Indian Bazaar, or maybe out for food or a baseball game. Tomorrow we see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in Imax, and eat thai food. Monday is more downtown stuff interspersed with some job interviews for me, and the opera. Also, I must hit a library soon - need to pick up some stuff in preparations for upcoming auditions. Also must sign up for some classes. But first - time to wash off some of this city dirt... I'd give my left ovary for a sauna and a nice cool lake right now. Or a large amount of money.
I wish I had some 3D glasses... the good thing about moving by plane is not much clutter follows, and even if you live like a slob for a few days, the house stays relatively tidy. But sometimes one is in need of a vestige of childhood, and that's what cluttered basements are good for!
P.S. pedxing llamaed me. "Llama, cheesecake, duck!"
I say we team up with Venezuela and China, and take on the US! No time like the present for suicide!
Since being here, I have been asked for, and given directions twice. I haven't asked anyone for directions yet.
Yesterday we woke up later than planned, and headed back downtown so Lisa could do some more shopping. I wandered around, looking at far too expensive clothes, trying on the odd thing I had no real intention of purchasing. I saw one pretty dress which was flattering and reasonably affordable, but black. I rarely wear black formally, and I was sort of leaning towards blue. It frightens me how much money must go through places like the Eaton's Center. Every store was at least busy, if not obscenely packed. There were dressing room and cashier line ups. And most of the trendy clothing stores are big. One we spent way too long in for my taste was at least four times the floor space of the average intercity store per floor - it had three. Another few hours there really drained me, but at least I didn't get grouchy. Usually malls put me in a foul mood. Oh, I still had the urge to say biting things to random people - mostly people in stupid attitude t-shirts, but it was an entirely good natured and cheerful urge, though I didn't think that would come across. So I kept quiet. We ended up eating in the food court - Lisa with pizza and me with a peanut butter, cranberry jam and pancake sandwich I had brought in my backpack. Then we realized we were behind schedule to meet pedxing at the ROM and ran off to the subway. Friday evenings are, once again, free - which is the word of this little vacation; because Lisa is conserving her money for clothing purchases and I have none. Unfortunately, free night at the ROM doesn't included special exhibits, meaning the feathered dinosaurs *grr*, and is also very popular with people toting munchkins. Very popular. So popular that we weren't really up to the effort of avoiding stepping on them as we toured. I tried to locate the mineral exhibit before we escaped, but it seemed to be missing or locked up. The three of us ended up sitting in Queens Park watching a very excited poodle stalking squirrels, and eating the food I was still carrying around in my backpack. A decision to go to High Park to see 'Much Ado About Nothing' was finally reached, and so we did. I like High Park, I'll have to explore it further. It has a pool with a waterslide! I hope they stay open for a few more weeks, I could use some more swimming. The play was very good - I wonder when they hold auditions, not that I'm really at that level yet. I liked the 1930s-ish(?) setting. Outdoor plays are great, and the raccoons weren't too distracting. We had made it there just after it started, so our seats weren't great (in fact they were a dirt hill side at the far edge), but the pay what you can price was. So much free/affordable entertainment in this city. Lisa and I are going to hit the AGO on free night, and there's a free opera at the Harbourfront next week too.
Today is rainy and I for one am exhausted. Lisa and I are contemplating heading to the Indian Bazaar, or maybe out for food or a baseball game. Tomorrow we see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in Imax, and eat thai food. Monday is more downtown stuff interspersed with some job interviews for me, and the opera. Also, I must hit a library soon - need to pick up some stuff in preparations for upcoming auditions. Also must sign up for some classes. But first - time to wash off some of this city dirt... I'd give my left ovary for a sauna and a nice cool lake right now. Or a large amount of money.
I wish I had some 3D glasses... the good thing about moving by plane is not much clutter follows, and even if you live like a slob for a few days, the house stays relatively tidy. But sometimes one is in need of a vestige of childhood, and that's what cluttered basements are good for!
P.S. pedxing llamaed me. "Llama, cheesecake, duck!"
I say we team up with Venezuela and China, and take on the US! No time like the present for suicide!