The entire world told us to arrive at the airport even earlier than the airlines said; otherwise we'd miss our flight for sure. That's how we wound up heading to JFK at 4:30 AM. We were whisked through security and had hours to kill. I'm pretty sure if we'd arrived later, we would have stood on a longer line, but not by much. Still, I'm happy we didn't have to panic about missing it.
We were international!
We went through customs pretty quickly, stating our reason for being there (sightseeing) and what special thing we had lined up (a baseball game). I did not tell her that the main reason we came to Canada was to have our passports stamped. She stamped a whole lot of things. She did not stamp our passports. Eddie was let down, and I was determined to get it stamped for him until we decided not to create an international incident. I told him we'd put the card they stamped into his passport. Then they took away the card. I don't really understand the system of getting a card, getting it stamped, and then giving it away to someone else down the hall. Can't all that happen at once? Anyway, stampless, we found a limo taxi thingie outside and got to our hotel. We paid in American cash. The driver was very happy as Eddie told him we didn't need change.
Our room was not ready, so we headed out to find all the things I wanted to find. The first thing was the Toronto sign. It's kinda like the Hollywood sign, only accessible. I wanted to see it during the day and at night because it lights up. We walked and walked, wearing jeans and realizing the day was heating up quickly. I rolled up my pants. It was quite a look.
We turned a corner and boom bam! There it was in Nathan Phillips Square. I did what any normal adult would do. I jumped around and did a little dance as we approached it. We took pictures from every angle.
|It's like I'm holding two little men in my hand.|
|That building is city hall, I think. I don't know who this man is.|
|We were right about here when we decided to break for it.|
B. Not sweating
I'm not even telling you the answer because it's so obvious. If it's not obvious to you, for shame!
Along the way, we found some cool stuff.
|Guess why Eddie asked me to take this picture.|
|Brooklyn finds us everywhere.|
|This was a favorite. That leg is someone on the tour.|
|I'm the coolest.|
|Pretty sure this is Skeletor.|
|See? Brooklyn. And that guy in the green shirt.|
|I tried to make him go into the closet-like thingie. He refused.|
|Outside the courthouse, representing the jury. "Imagine yourself as one of them."|
|Sidewalk fee scale for wishes|
|A map in case you're lost and don't want to figure out where you're going.|
|I'm so literary.|
|I was actually reading the menu and not posing, so this is my menu-reading face.|
We ate everything. Then I was like, We are getting dessert. I don't know what came over me. Maybe I thought since I'd walked the length of the border, I had some calories to spare. Since May 1, I had been doing an Almost Whole 30--no added sugar, no grains, no legumes, no alcohol (which I haven't had anyway for like over a year). I call it Almost because there was some carrageenan and some dairy thrown in there, but overall, I was getting into shape. Eddie hadn't had soda or dessert since May 1 either. Once we had the M&Ms for breakfast that morning, it was as if Canada was our food heaven. So he got a milkshake and I got lemon meringue pie. And it was good.
|Seemed to have no added extra sugar. He liked it that way.|
Then we sat and stared some more at each other in food comas. The server came over with a nifty machine that takes credit cards at the table. It asked me about a tip, so I handed it to Eddie who found you could simply choose By Percent so no math had to be completed, and then she gave us a receipt and we were off. We walked to the hotel. They had a room. It was after 2, so I figured they might.
|As if you've never seen a hotel room before.|
|Pretty art. I wanted it. It's glued to the wall. So no.|
|WE COULD SEE THE TORONTO SIGN FROM THE ROOM! I didn't freak out too much. Except I did.|
|This is their version of a bolt lock.|
|Eddie trying to cause an international incident. Waited for the Toronto fans to move away. Took it quickly and ran.|
The trains spread out across a pretty large area. We didn't read a whole lot about them but we did look at them and climbed aboard the ones we were allowed to go on because I didn't want to get Canadian arrested for trespassing on an immobile train.
Then we headed to the CN Tower. The CN Tower became the Toronto version of the DC Washington Monument in that we took pictures of it and then took more pictures of it and then took what seemed to be the same pictures of it again.
|CN Tower Adjacent|
|We don't look tired at all.|
I've been to Top Of The Rock, and that elevator is much more exciting. It plays a film on its ceiling and there's music. Here, there were a bunch of people smushed into an elevator. We did learn facts, though. Like the ride takes about a minute (I think I'm wrong. She told us how long it was, and I don't remember that fact).
The deck was packed with people, but there were enough large windows to see everything. We weren't sure what level we were on at first. We knew we could go up one more level to the Sky Pod that sits on top of the concrete. The only thing we weren't doing was walking outside along its ledge. We figured out that there was another line for another elevator to go up. For as great as Toronto was, they need to invest in signage at their tourist attractions.
|Rule Breaker. Just this one.|
We waited for an elevator to take us down to the glass floor level. It's a level that has a glass floor that you can stand, sit, or lie down on to take a picture. Eddie was like, Lie down. I was like, Someone's going to step on my head if I do. He was like, Just do it. I was like, Okay but watch. So I lied down and then this happened.
And what does Eddie do? He squats.
Seeing the letters all lit up, I did what any normal adult would do. I danced around and ran to them like a 5 year old.