Saturday, August 30, 2014

Toronto - One More Day

One more day remains of my Vacation Canada.  Yes, I have had and am having a wonderful time. 

Yesterday we took the street car to down town Toronto.  I continue to be amazed at what a vibrant and alive city that is Toronto.  The wide diversity of people who live here continues to be a pleasant surprise. Everyone goes about their business and doesn't appear to be caught up in glaring at someone who is different than they are.  And believe me, there are a lot of different people in Toronto.  I can just see some of those Tea Bagger types we have in the states, like that woman who hollered at former U.S. Representative Mike Castle at one of his town hall meetings:  "When are we going to get OUR country back?!"  Of course what she meant was "When are we whites going to get back in control?" A woman like that could never live in a city like Toronto.  She would probably go into a catatonic shock trying to figure out the races of the different people that populate this wonderful, diverse city of Toronto.  

We got off the street car in downtown Toronto.  My host wanted to take me to Eaton Place which is a gigantic underground mall in the center of Toronto.  He prefers the York Dale Mall which is more upscale.  I liked the Eaton Mall and it is perfectly placed, right in downtown Toronto.  However, these days I don't shop at malls. At this time of my life I'm getting rid of things instead of buying new things. But there was the day when I used to come home from the all ladened with packages.  Those days are long gone folks.

However, what I did do while we were at the mall was have lunch at the food court.  The choices of eateries was immense.  So much to choose from. And of course I choose from the one place that took forever to serve me.  We stopped at a fresh veggie type place.  I placed my order (grilled veggie sandwich which we would share, two black bean soups, and about $25 (nothing is cheap in Toronto) and gives me my receipt.  I go around to the side where about four other people are awaiting their order.  Then I wait.  And wait.  The four other people who were waiting for their order have gone.  Four new people replace them.  I'm still waiting.  They get their order and are now replaced with three new people.  Uh . . . . . . I get the attention of the tired, harried and indifferent cook and say "I've been waiting quite some time now.  Is my order ready?" (It was a good 15 minutes I was waiting, closer to 20 minutes).  He gives me a half surprised look and says "Oh, here's your order." I look at it and only see a sandwich.  I asked "Where's my soup?" He puts two large cups of delicious looking lukewarm bean soup on my tray.  I asked "Where's my lemonade?" He points to where plastic cups of lemonade have already been prepared.  I get them and balance all on my tray and look for Pat whose been saving me a seat, wondering what was taking me sooooooo long.

The veggie place where it took me sooooo long to get my food


Pat was annoyed because he was sitting next to a table that had a guy with on of those megaphone voices.  A guy who belongs on the Broadway stage without a microphone.  Man oh man, with the din of noise that was the food court, this guy's voice carried over all.  He sounded like he was talking from the bottom of a well with one of those crowd control electronic megaphones.  Pat suggested we move just to get away from that annoying voice.  Of course the guy talked non stop.  

We moved to a different table and encountered something just as annoying.  Two guys talking about their girl friends.  Talking about the girl friends wasn't bad but ever third of four word out of their mouths was . . . . . . "like".  Oh man, talking about annoying. 

"Yeah, she like went to the party like and didn't like call me back like so I'm like not talking to her until she like calls me first like."

I started to imitate these guys by using "like" in my conversation with Pat but I had to stop because he was getting embarrassed.  

The sandwich and soup (lukewarm, oh, I already said that) wasn't bad but I sure as fire won't go back their again.  This was my first encounter with lackadaisical, indifferent service.

We took the street car home.  I don't remember what we did after that.  I've been having a problem with my eyes (double vision) ever since that one painful ride we took at the Canadian Exhibition two weeks ago.  When I got off that ride my eyes were cross-eyed. I thought it was funny at the time but now I believe I strained an eye (left) muscle.  I'll have to see my eye doctor when I return to the states next week.  I don't think is anything serious but's it always safe to check.  One thing though that is very annoying is seeing double images most of the time now.  If I look to the right I'm alright, it's just when I look to my left.  We take for granted good vision that is lined up but when it goes astray, panic time.  I'm trying not to panic.  

One more day folks and I'm on my way to Buffalo to catch my plane back to uptight Sussex County, Delaware which doesn't have one decent Indian restaurant.  More is the pity. I'll have my last dinner tonight at the Updupi Palace restaurant on Gerrard Avenue in India Town, Toronto Canada.

I don't know what it is but it sure does taste good - dinner last night at Udupi Palace restaurant



I have eaten nothing but vegetarian fare since I've arrived in Canada and I haven't had one instance of acid reflux and I've lost six pounds!  


It's all good folks!  

10 comments:

  1. Your frustrations are showing, though entirely understandable.
    Hope you can make tonight's dinner the very best of all, one that will see you off back home with a 'glow' inside.

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    1. Ray,
      Last night was the best ever. A delightful dinner at Udupi Palace. Back to Pat's place and I won the last game of Scrabble at the last play with a bingo. Sometimes I think I'm dreaming and this is a movie. Today I return to reality. I leave for Buffalo, New York in a few hours in my pumpkin coach.
      Ron

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  2. Ron,
    All good things must come to an end. You crammed a lot of activities into the two weeks and it appears all are memorable. You can't ask for more than that.
    In your eyes Toronto is so much different than "slower Delaware", do you think that when Pat builds his house and makes the permanent move that he'll be able to adjust to the culture shock? It seems as if there is so much of a difference or is he planning on maintaining both residences? I have been away from Philly for many years and still miss the culture that big cities offer. It just isn't the same although the smaller cities do try.
    Anyway, have a safe trip back home.
    One last note, qu, qat and qaid are all legitimate Scrabble words, just a future fyi
    Jack

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    1. Jack,
      Oh you are so right, Toronto is so much different than Lower Slower. I return to that slow walk today. Last night we had a delightful dinner at our favorite Indian restaurant (we were becoming regulars there welcomed by the owner personally). The topper last night was the last move on the last game of Scrabble. I WON! PERFECT! The word I choose to get a bingo (using all seven letters in my possession) was "crudite", which Pat challenged but my word was correct and I just pulled ahead of Pat to win. A perfect ending to a perfect night and a perfect two week sojourn in Toronto, Canada. And thanks Jack for the tips on the "Q" words. I will use them in the future when I play Scrabble. Now to find someone to play Scrabble with.
      In a couple of hours I'll be on the big bird and on my way back to Philly.
      Ron

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  3. What a delightful trip you have had! You looks so happy.

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    1. Dr. Spo,
      Indeed, I have had a delightful stay in Toronto. Alas, all too soon it is ended. I depart for the border today. Back into the miasma that is the United States of America.
      Ron

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  4. Thanks for taking us along with you!

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    1. Thank you Walt. You and Ken must someday visit Toronto. Of course you'll visit Quebec to but French is also spoken in Toronto.

      Have a great day Walt! Good to hear from you.

      Ron

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  5. I would challenge you to scrabble, but you are 2.5 hours away. :(

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    1. Anne Marie,
      I would love to play with you. Scrabble that is. Now I know that would be fun.
      Ron

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