Adventure has been an elusive mistress these last couple of months. Dealing with my Pa's cancer leaves us little time for ourselves as we concentrate on what my parents need instead. We sneak out here locally to go for short hikes or maybe a quick paddle at times but try not to stray to far out of reach. I suppose going through the treatments and seeing the old man recover is an adventure of another sort and this experience sure has drawn a close family even closer.
With the old man responding well to his chemotherapeutic treatments my parents insisted we get the hell out of the boondocks here and go someplace to celebrate our upcoming anniversary. Not sure what to do and with short notice we settled on going on an urban adventure, hell thats alien territory for us and sure out of our common existence. Adventure is all about experiencing the new and challenging right? So with that in mind Michelle picked Toronto. We've never been there, we get to cross a border and there's should be some good poutine someplace up there. She also volunteered Muninn to be our urban exploration vehicle. Ever see how an Ontario-ian drives...we'd need that front armor.
So off to the north we go, Michelle at the helm...
...as we roll along Pennsylvania asphalt, pay no attention to the potholes...
Up through New York and into Buffalo we crossed into the Great White North via the Peace Bridge. From Niagria up the QEW to Toronto we pass along a continuous band of urban sprawl, an antithesis of our Cape Breton trip last fall. Finally the Toronto skyline hews into view, definitely not our neck of the woods...
We snake our way down to the Lake Ontario waterfront district where our hotel awaits us and confront the first reality of urban adventuring. Parking. Hmmm, all the parking is underground; in tight low hung parking garages. I'm driving a tall, off road oriented vehicle with a useless gnarled mess of steel tubing on top that's suppose to be a rack. Well that's not good. Luckily with some good spotting (see how your off road experiences translate to urban wheelin'?) young Muninn here just fit in the hotel parking garage with an inch and a tad to spare.
Settled into our hotel room overlooking the lake we immediately ditched that place and went wandering. We find that we enjoy urban hiking. The variety of people we see and the architecture is fascinating to us. Not to mention the food choices...do you know how far I have to drive back home to find an even decent Thai restaurant? Think hours.