…and move through we did. Once the place we were eating lunch at remembered that we were there. They were too busy doting over a table of seniors who were ordering hot soup and coffee on a 30C day to remember the sweaty transsexual and her partner they were serving (at least in theory) at…

Once we were finished with the Bata Shoe Museum, we decided that we would pay a little visit to the Distillery District. I had only been once before (in the off season) and Kathleen had never been. I think the walk to and from the area was probably the best part of it. On balance,…

Speaking of the awful heat, we learned a valuable lesson while on our walk from Yonge to the Farm: as beautifully green as Cabbagetown is, it did not escape our notice that the further east we walked, the more humid it became. The plant life was pleased as punch, but, well, I’ll just say that…