Toronto feels comfy and somehow familiar. Maybe it's the CN Tower that stands out wherever you look (makes me feel like I'm in Seattle), or the architecture that resembles that of Vancouver. Also, it seems to be true that nowhere in the world are there as many nationalities/ethnicities present as here. One blond girl easily fits in the crowd (as opposed to, say, Spain).
On the other hand, you know it's a big city. In the first few days, I've seen:
- one seemingly liveless body at a street corner
- two cases of paramedics giving first aid (one at the mall, the other at a subway station)
- one accident involving a car and a bike
The transfer system of the public transportation network is funny. When you enter the subway/bus/streetcar, you can ask for a transfer ticket. On it it says that it is valid only for continuing your trip (not for backtracking) "within reasonable time" and you're not allowed to walk a part of the way in-between stops. How weird is that? How do they determine "reasonable time"? I haven't yet dared to test...
Also noticed the irony of the Canadian 20-dollar bill. The backside portrays the colonized (First Nations or their art) and the front side the colonizer (Queen Elizabeth). Or maybe the British colonize(d) both the First Nations as well as the "white" Canadians? Not very relevant maybe, but just caught my attention.
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