Toronto June 2011 - Week 1.5 June 23, 2011 The last 3 days (aww) in Toronto. View fullsize After a solid day of unpacking boxes, we start to see signs of the kitchen counter again. View fullsize Positively pooped, and taking an ice cream break out back. View fullsize The entire front porch is covered in either collapsed boxes, or boxes filled with compressed packing paper. View fullsize Seems like quite a waste. View fullsize Finally at the point where we cannot move anymore. I guess that's it for the day. View fullsize Wait, no. One more relocation to an even lower energy state. View fullsize Jeff-the-Contractor's entire trailer was filled with boxes for the dump. They didn't spare a square inch. View fullsize Squeaky the neighborhood cat came by to see what all the fuss was about. View fullsize He acts personable, until you try and rub his belly. View fullsize HIs face is bigger than mine. View fullsize Trying to peek inside the house to see how bad the mess really is. View fullsize The big human roadblock. View fullsize Special Indian dinner to celebrate a taxing day of labor. This is an entire cauliflower tandoori. View fullsize Enjoying his authentic Indian beer -- which cannot be bought in stores. View fullsize Jas, Julie and Clearley stop by the next day for a quick house inspection. View fullsize Getting sucked up by the giant UFO lamp. View fullsize When craning my neck, I am still tallest -- but barely. View fullsize Trying out her BBQ for the first time in Canada. Looks like it works! View fullsize Seating for seven -- but no more. View fullsize Sunday Father's Day gifts -- disguised in Christmas wrap. View fullsize Ooh, an NYC puzzle map. That'll be a good one! View fullsize And we're off for a morning cycle at the Leslie Street Spit. How do these clown bikes work, again? View fullsize Aha! Starting to resemble a bicycle. View fullsize Still not convinced she's gotten it all right. View fullsize Off we go, to make fools of ourselves! View fullsize Standing proud with his (two tiny) hotwheels. View fullsize A small footbridge connects two parts of the landfill strip. View fullsize Great views of the city, from out in the lake. View fullsize Too bad these acid-poop birds are destroying Toronto's foliage, one tree at a time. View fullsize Looks like the Deadwood Swamp out there or something. View fullsize Parking lot for all the sailboats of the city. View fullsize Quite scenic, and no cars (except for the city parks' maintenance truck). View fullsize Finally at the end, with a rather unceremonious little light house on a hill. View fullsize Sun's high in the sky! View fullsize Another beautiful skyline shot, on a beautiful summer Sunday. View fullsize Time for mum to try her luck on the Clownmobile. View fullsize Cotton-like flower fluff trapped at the sides of the road. View fullsize Cue the background circus music! View fullsize Why, we've again reached the end! And look, it's a lighthouse! View fullsize This time, we climb up the hill to capture the elevated view. View fullsize Ooh, look over there. It's Niagara Falls! View fullsize More Toronto skyline, sail boats and cold blue water. View fullsize Pleased that she's made it this far on those two tiny wheels. View fullsize Where did that giant pirate ship come from? View fullsize A beaver dam! View fullsize And the shot that inspired the cover of An Inconvenient Truth. View fullsize Someone shot these geese out of a machine gun. View fullsize Phew, made it back to the parking lot in two pieces. View fullsize Scrumptious spread of leftovers for Father's Day lunch. View fullsize Speaking of fathers, visiting Grandpa in his new room at the Grenadier. View fullsize Can't quite wrap his head around why his room was halved while he was away, but still in good spirits. View fullsize Woah, who brought these flowers? View fullsize Two generations of fathers. View fullsize Sorry, but this group will never exceed one generation of fathers. View fullsize And Grandma's famous view -- although I swear those condos didn't used to be there. View fullsize Warm and sunny -- so why not bake outside on the balcony? View fullsize Grandma's never seen donuts like this before -- and jumps right in! View fullsize Like mother, like son. View fullsize Seeking respite from the sun (who's bright idea was that?), resuming the "conversation" indoors. View fullsize They both seem to realize it was over there. View fullsize Aww, final morning in Toronto! Last minute trip to the bank. View fullsize Bye-bye Euclid. See you when you're a monotonic white. View fullsize We'll have to wait and see how the neighbor's construction turns out. View fullsize Will be different, for sure. View fullsize Okay, enough with the wall already. View fullsize At the famous departure-lounge Starbucks, where only sad memories are formed. View fullsize And then upgraded on my own to Toronto's Maple Leaf Club lounge. View fullsize OMG, it's an "Executive Class" seat, all for me. They serve nuts in real bowls, and juice in real glasses! View fullsize Which one's the rocket launcher? View fullsize Cheese plate and chocolate pecan tart. Oh man, what have we been missing all these years? View fullsize And each pod's seat fully reclines to become a horizontal bed. Awesome. And too bad I wasn't sleepy. View fullsize TV screen was bigger than my laptop's. View fullsize In Tokyo, the Narita lounge is nothing to complain about, either. View fullsize Great view of the runway. There goes the Vancouver flight. View fullsize And here's everything that came back, that didn't head over in the first place. Not excessive in the least!
