When you can't go to the mountain, make the mountain come to you.
Applied in another way, I bought a ticket for Rick to see me here in Toronto, coming from London. Yes, the man should pay etc etc. But its been 4 days of fun. I considered it my birthday present to me and to him really, since his is on the 2nd of this month. Its by far one of the best I got for myself because I distinctly remember my last 2 birthdays to be very lonely affairs. This time, I had relatives the week before and a partner in crime for the weekend.
I am documenting these last 4 days, because I will forget all the nice details after awhile.
I took him to see
- Comedy about condo living in the Laugh Resort
- Niagara on a helicopter
- Boating on lake ontario
I also brought him to my favorite audio shop on queen west and urban patio for a good steak. We hit kensington market for vintage, ate along the boardwalk at the harbor, swigged screwdrivers in Pravda and lastly blasted the queue at the drake hotel. Its basically all the things I wanted to do but couldn't because I am alone here. I loved sharing the big city with him.
This sunday morning we watched a live broadcast of the Manchester United game in some hole in the wall called the Gloucester Pub. The day only gets better when your team wins. We finished off at the Bier Markt, and I sent him off in a lincoln back to the airport.
I honestly have to say , I miss him already.
So this is him.
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