So when I landed in Toronto, I decided to do one of my most favourite diversions in the city, go for a walk along the waterfront. Its such a lovely city.
And then there is the railroad museum. I know I am showing my sheldonian side here, but what's not to like about lovely lovely train engines? My childhood dream was to be a train driver. The image of you wearing a filthy oil soaked hat and coveralls, wiping hands on an even more filthy rag, leaning over the side of the cab to see what's ahead, eyes narrowed as I see her strong lamp light illuminating the rails disappearing into the night, one hand on the whistle string and the other on the throttle, while bellowing at the loader to shovel some coal - what a lovely time :) I have made a promise to myself, I will do a Canadian Rail journey before I shuffle off to the great railroad in the skies.
then I reach the waterfront, its completely frozen...i wonder if i can go for a walk on the icy water? maybe not, not sure if it will take my weight. And then the lovely sailing ships...they are beautifully lit and warm.
I pass some of the lovely boats which are covered, and I see some of them are occupied, some people are having fun inside them :).
I head back, its getting seriously cold and my hands are now slowly losing their power of touch, not good..
thank you Toronto :)
and some photos from the morning...
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