We were ‘planning’ to explore Toronto’s nightlife for the duration of our stay in the hostel but each night we just never seemed to leave. One night it was raining, the next it was too late (pubs close early here!) the next we were too comfy, the next we were in the middle of a card game. Before we knew it a week had elapsed and we had yet to go to anywhere beyond the remit of the grubby hostel bar and the odd daytime drink in a local bar. A poor show on our part if I say so myself but when you move somewhere and you’re not on a short holiday you grow complacent. Sure it’ll be there next week…
Finally today we did something a little touristy and took a stroll down to St Lawrence Market to see the Busker Festival. There were fire jugglers, trapeze artists, men on stilts, balloonist and a deadly band called Tequila Mocking Bird Orchestra who we watched for a while and ended up buying the two Cds. Some new cooking music!
Unfortunately for us the weather at the moment is just amazing. Take it from me it is nigh on impossible to resist letting our pasty Irish skin see some sunshine. Picture it, the sun is splitting the stones and there’s a lovely big sun terrace on the fifth floor with sun loungers and then when you’ve had enough sunshine you can head down to the pool for a swim and a quick steam room leaving you totally relaxed and not too concerned about the fact that…WE DON’T HAVE JOBS!
It really is a crime to let that good weather go to waste, especially when our new next door neighbour told us there’s only two weeks of summer left. Gulp. Not looking forward to the cruel winter. Especially when we’re living on the streets!
We had a celebratory moving in dinner party last night with Hannah and Anna. Overcoming vicious hangovers yesterday morning we braved the stench of the supermarkets in Chinatown and managed to rustle up the ingredients for Bobbi’s speciality Thai Green Curry. It was a little spicier than normal since we’re not sure about any of the products here but despite some vigorous nose clearing and eye watering we had 4 empty plates left.
The daytime view from the apartment is wide and full of activity, with Lake Ontario framing the right hand side but it was only when it got dark that the real star emerged, the sea of lights twinkling below with a large orange moon rising up left us speechless. We sat out on the balcony-(no patio furniture yet so we sat on the ground) just looking down in disbelief that this is our new perch. It feels like a hotel, with the thickly carpeted corridors, the trendy unmanageable taps, the sheer height and the uniformed concierge it’s a little too amazing to call home just yet. I keep looking around and wondering who lives here!
So tomorrow is Monday morning and we have to get back to reality. We are setting the alarm for an early start, head to the bank, get set up with internet, meet landlord to discuss new blinds (very grown-up!) and then hit the web and go surfing for a job! It’s only when you are out of work that you realise how long the day is with nothing to do in it. Now I’m not complaining, because personally I have plenty to do with my days, namely sleeping, eating, reading sunbathing, the list goes on but it’s mainly sedentary activities! The point is that no matter how much you enjoy hanging around if can’t afford to be living that life you become unsettled by the growing voice in the back of your mind ‘get up you lazy bum and find some work’. So I’m looking forward to a busy day tomorrow of getting things done and beginning what I hope will be a very productive and successful week in the career front.
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