Salamin

We are finally back to Tsukuba. Glad to be finally home. Crossing 13 time zones back and forth in just a week is no joke, and in fact, the two quitters who took the trip me are still sleeping right now, still on Toronto time. I decided to blog first before I join them.

The day before our departure, we decided to spend exploring the "underground" path (appropriately called "PATH") in the city, starting from Eaton Center at Yonge St., finding our way to the CN tower. It's no mean feat, I tell you, especially if you're just a tourist. We were wondering where all the people went, because the streets were relatively devoid of pedestrians...guess what, most of them could be found traversing the underground pathway. We learned from the tour guide (in an earlier trip) that the pathway is an excellent way for people to move around during winter, and the path stretches for a few kilometers or so. There are shops everywhere, and the food courts can be found at every "block" or so.

We've only been here in Toronto for less than 48 hours -- but it is an understatement to say that we are immensely enjoying this trip. So far, no glitches of any kind, no sorry tales to tell, and in spite of the jet lag and exhaustion, we are in such high spirits. Even Aya is enjoying herself, surprise surprise. I've been to the States quite a few times already, but compared to the States, I don't feel as if somebody is lurking in the corner to snatch my wallet, or as if I have to bitch my way to anyone. Canadians seem friendly and polite, and so far we haven't met any disagreeable persons yet. Not that we're expecting to, anyway.
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