Warmest wishes from myself, Mrs. Haiku and our little munchkins this Christmas. May warmth find your hearts and may all of your dreams come true.
Cheers,
Jorge
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Warmest wishes from myself, Mrs. Haiku and our little munchkins this Christmas. May warmth find your hearts and may all of your dreams come true.
Cheers,
Jorge
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Why Am I Proud?
I recently asked people why they are proud to be Canadian* and I have received a lot of really great comments. Thank you all so much for your contributions to the discussion.
Of course, I yet to list the reasons why I am proud to be a Canadian…
These are just some of the reasons that I am proud to be Canadian. I hope that this particular post is worthy, considering the most excellent responses I have received from the original question.
Cheers.
* – Without bashing our southern neighbours.
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Why Are We So Proud?
I have a serious question for my fellow Canuckleheads.
I read an article recently that repeats the message that Canadians are essentially proud of not being American.
This really doesn’t cut it. It’s a half-assed idea of patriotism, to say the least.
Ironically, Americans (at least the ones I know) have quite a number of intelligent reasons why they are so patriotic.
So I want you all to tell me one reason each why you are proud of where you live and who you are.
And I don’t want you to say because I am not American because that is not a reason. That is just lame.
As a good friend of mine said…
Everyone should be proud of who they are and where they are from, but not at the detrement of the feelings and beliefs of others.
– Handsome B. Wonderful, 2005
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We’ve Only Just Begun…
The guide to the city I live in continues…
In this chapter, I will be dealing with another section of town, as well as a small section on how to ride our public transit system.
Toronto is a large city. It’s certainly not as populous as, say, New York, but it’s got its share of people.
If everyone drove cars here, it would be a nightmare. The city follows a loose grid system, and thus is not all that efficient when it comes to moving traffic around.
This is where our public transportation system comes in…
Ride the Rocket (Or, a Quick Breakdown, So to Speak)
There is no need for me to go into too much detail when it comes to the Toronto Transit Commission. If you want to read a bit about the history of the TTC, this page is a great place to start.
I will simply be giving some tips to getting around this fair city.
Before I begin, you might want to open another window and have these maps handy.
The core of the TTC is the subway. It is the backbone of the public transit system. There are four main lines that run through the city. Two of the subway lines basically end up uoutlining downtown (Bloor/Danforth and Yonge/University/Spadina). If you look at the map you will see.
Supporting this spine would be the streetcars. They run along some of the major streets downtown and just outside of downtown. Their point of origin is usually a subway station.
Last, but not least (and definitely most numerous) are the buses. If the subway is the spine, that would make the streetcars the skeleton. Obviously the buses would be the skin.
Er…
Anyway, the buses crisscross the city, allowing for (somewhat) convenient transportation from one area of the city to the other, provided you have the time.
The Better Way (Or What to Do When Riding the TTC)
You will probably notice more courtesy on those trucks in Jamaica that carry a thousand people (riding in, on top of, off the side of, and possibly underneath the vehicle) than you will on a civilized system.
Our public transport system is not primitive. Just the people are.
Here are some helpful tips to keep you sane when on the move…
Greek
A visit to Toronto would not be complete if you didn’t at least visit Greektown. They even have their own webpage!
Greektown is located along Danforth Avenew between Chester Avenue and Jones Avenue.
This is the largest openly Greek neighbourhood in North America. It is an excellent place to find Greek culture and thus, there are some pretty amazing places to eat.
Certainly you will find various franchises all around the city that have a Greek theme. But the Greek food along the Danforth is to die for. Don’t get me wrong, these franchinses do have good food. However, it’s like saying McDonald’s is the ultimate place to get a hamburger.
When you are in Greektown, you will notice that people are very friendly. They all want to shake your hands and hug you. It is a warm atmosphere.
Make sure, though, that when you introduce yourself to people, you should only ask them for their first name. Trying to pronounce Greek last names will usually lead to a brain hemorrhage.
Seriously, with names like Cosmopolotipolis, Frangalankalopopopolis and Cantseemtofindsnuffalupagus you can see why.
You should also make sure you bring one of your new Greek friends to any restaurant you might want to go to. They will be very helpful in pronouncing some of the food names that you encounter.
Once a year (usually for a weekend) there is an event called Taste of the Danforth. It is an excellent event that has childrens games and other activities. There are usually specials at all the restaurants along the Danforth (not just the Hellenic ones). Over a million people attend this event every year.
Oh! Almost forgot. Mind the flying plates and flaming cheese. It’s a dangerous world out there!
Index
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Dave and Jorge Strike Again!
Kris is taking off for vacation, and rather than leaving everyone high and dry, she proposed to have a best of 2005 compilation. She wanted examples of what people thought their own best blog entries were. All we had to do was submit links and a short sentence or two describing the story.
I was thinking about one of the pieces I was going to submit, I was trying to remember the catchy name for New York. I consulted my number one source of info…
Jorge: Hey Dave.
Dave: Hey.
J: I’m stuck. I’m trying to remember what New York is the City of.
D: Huh?
J: Is New York the City of Lights?
D: No, I think Paris is the City of Lights.
J: Dammit. Well, if Paris is the City of Lights and Chicago is The Windy City, then what is New York?
D: The City of…[A few seconds…]…Hobos?
J: Totally blogging that.
It turns out it was The Big Apple that I was trying to remember*…
J: Wicked. This is why you are the man.
D: Yeah?
J: Not only did I get the information I was looking for, I also got a new entry.
D: This is true.
J: It’s like the goose that lays the golden eggs.
D: Uh…
J: Except you lay…[A few seconds…]…Hobos…
D: Don’t blog that.
J: I got nothing.
I’m still laughing at that first bit of conversation, though.
Funny Story
You need to do yourself a favour and read this story. My friend Shatton wrote it when he was in grade eight.
It’s funny on its own, but with the modern footnotes it’s even funnier!
* – I have been informed by Kris that New York is The City that Never Sleeps. Dave and I are wankers for not knowing this. Especially Dave.
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