A trip in Toronto
Last time I visited Toronto, I was with my son. We went to the Ripley’s Aquarium where we spend half of the day. He loved it! And I loved seeing him so happy, so enthusiastic about everything. It was a great day for both of us. We did not quarrel, nor fought. We enjoyed being there, learning new things, getting amazed by the nature’s creations.
Since my cousin was living in Toronto, we stayed with her. We could have gone to a hotel, but she insisted to go spend some time with her. We grew up together and always got along so well. After she got married, it was hard to keep in touch often. Plus my own schedule was crazy. Thus we ended up seeing each other maybe once or twice a year. Whereas before that, we would meet each second month. Either she was coming over, or I was going to see her.
Anyway, it was great that we went to her house. The cousins had a blast together. The age difference did not seem to be an impediment for having fun. They all played outside in the snow, throwing snowballs at each other and came back inside soaking wet and hungry. Being outside in the cold playing got them tired and starving.
When we served them lunch, they devoured everything within less than five minutes. As much as we tried to tell them to slow down and not gulp down the food, they competed against each other to see who finished eating first.
Actually everything turned out to be a race: who is the fastest, the slowest, the tallest and the best in this or that. It reminded me of the times when my cousin and her brother and I, were playing in my grandma’s house. I remembered chasing them around her kitchen table and having fun, while grandma was baking tarts for us.
It felt good to have the family together, even if some of the members were missing. The only down point of our trip was the fact that we had no current water for a day. There was a truck with writing on it “Lead Pipe replacement Toronto” so they were changing a pipe on my cousin’s street and they had to turn off the main water pipe for a day. It was annoying to go to bed smelling like what we had for dinner. The smell of the food was embedded on our skin. Taking a shower would have been great, but unfortunately we had to wait until we returned home.