|My daily "We're not in Kansas anymore Toto" picture|
Well folks, as my regular followers have probably already noticed, I missed a day. I'm starting to lose track of time. The days are running together. So let's bring Ron's Canadian Adventure up to date.
|"Stuff that clown car!"|
After leaving Dr. Spo and Someone, Pat and I retreated to our Groupon discounted room at the Howard Johnson hotel (yes, THAT Howard Johnson) a few blocks away from the Marriott Residence Inn in downtown Toronto where Urspo and Someone were ensconced. Folks, our room at the Howard Johnsons hotel (a misnomer "Hotel" if there ever was one) was . . . . um . . . AWFUL. Dark, dreary, rundown and with a total view of a brick wall.
|Pat checks out the view from our hotel room at the Howard Johnson's in downtown Toronto "Where's the sky?"|
Now before anyone thinks I'm an ingrate, I want to thank Pat for his generous and sincere effort to accommodate me in air conditioned surroundings but this just didn't work. And to top everything off, we misplaced our overnight bags. I went down to the front desk to ask for a tooth brush and toothpaste. Of course the next day we found our toiletry bag in the back of Pat's Fiat on the floor. Urspo and Someone must of placed it there when we were playing Stuff the Clown Car on the way to the Toronto Exhibition.
|Someone stuffs himself into the clown car on the way to the Toronto Exhibition|
Get this folks, the TV in the room was one of those old monster tube TV's. GAWD. Then we tried to watch it and we couldn't see it from the footboard at the base of the bed. We couldn't prop ourselves up on our pillows, if you could call them pillows. Folks, this was a king sized bed with little itsy bits teeny weeny lumpy pillows. Sounds like a song title doesn't it. Believe me, we weren't laughing. Poor Pat, he was so embarrassed. And the duvet. Talk about lumps. The owner of the hotel where I work in Lewes would have passed out from The Vapors if we put such ratty duvets on our kings sized beds.
I don't know how we did it but we did. Upon awakening in the morning and brushing our teeth, we decided to try the breakfast that comes with the room. I was leary, after seeing the room and the accommodations but Pat said "It can't be that bad." Folks, what do you think? Seriously, what do you think the breakfast was like? Go ahead, I'll give you a few moments to ponder this question:
Got an answer?
Here, I'll give you a choice:
- Twilight Zone
|Breakfast at the Howard Johnson hotel in downtown Toronto|
|Someone, Pat and Urspo enter the Toronto Exhibition gates|