with a multitude of casualties
Alex and I went exploring this Thursday, to walk off our huge (somewhat disappointing) Boom lunch. (Aside: I’ve never had a bad experience at Boom before. The food was good, but the service had none of its usual attentiveness or even competence. The waitress passed me and my empty cup two or three times with coffee. Also, we eventually had to flag her down and ask her for the cheque, which she never actually brought. I think Alex still tipped pretty well. Softy.) Anyway, we wound up walking along Dupont, then up Lansdowne to Davenport, then somehow back to Dupont and then to Dundas West into the Junction. (Please note: all photos tagged “dupont” weren’t actually taken on Dupont.
I sadly didn’t take any pictures of the Junction - it was weird. It felt intangibly more like its own town even though it’s really not that far from my house.
Less sadly, there are no photos of the Galleria. Also not pictured: the kids on the schoolbus we managed to pass three times, who kept exhorting us to “get a room,” after they caught us in a saucy public close-mouthed peck when we thought no one was looking. My favourite was the girl who kept shouting “ooh la la!”
