We have now been home for 3 days – tired, lethargic, and not motivated to do much. I’ve managed to get some laundry done and fill the refridgerator with food, but that’s pretty well it.
This morning over coffee, while I considered my ambivalence toward the weeds which had invaded the yard in our absence, Gilles decided we needed one more day of playing tourist – this time in our own city. We decided to take a drive down to the lakefront on the west end – a part of the city we don’t know very well.
It reminded me of our early days together when we didn’t have 2 cents to rub together. We entertained ourselves by exploring all the free things to do which our city had to offer. The lakefront never disappointed.
We walked along the boardwalk near Sunnyside Beach – a busy place full of runners, cyclists and families with small children. It is sad that in the 30+ years I’ve lived in Toronto, I’ve only been there once before – during a New Year’s Day Polar Bear Dip. I wasn’t crazy enough that day to enter the Polar Bear Dip, but Gilles and Son #2 did. In comparison to that blustery day in the cold rain, today was a considerably better day to be on the beach.
It’s always a delight to discover something unexpectedly, and today it was a memorial for the 1956 Fight for Freedom in Hungary. It was kind of a random thing to find on a beach in Canada, and the small plaque offered no explanation for why this location was chosen.
We would have spent more time in our exploration of the lakefront, but I had the poor judgement to wear flip-flops on this walk and I was now limping from a new blister of impressive size. It was time to go home.
As we enjoyed the relative quiet on the Gardiner Expressway on the way home, I couldn’t resist one last nod to being a tourist in Toronto – a photo of the CN Tower captured through the sunroof of the car. At 100 km an hour, I was just thrilled it didn’t come out blurry.
Our vacation has come to an end and tomorrow we will be back to our regular responsibilities. In the meantime, I think I’ll continue doing ‘nothing’ for a while longer.