Toronto was awesome. No doubt the reason I like it so much is that it's the most "American of Canadian cities". All of non-Toronto Canada hates it. Think Auckland, Sydney, NY... Suva? It's filthy and falling over all over the place, just the way I like it. Nice parks, unfriendly people, good graffiti and I could see the CN Tower from my bed.
I had to buy new shoes because in the last week my three-year-old volleys had slid from smelling kind of bad to smelling worse than death. That was important.
Australian tourists! Idiots.
Niagara Falls. Shit. Well. The falls are incredible. But this place is a joke. It's one big eye-gouging America vs. Canada shitfest of garishness (yes it's a word). Hotels, casinos, a damn Ferris Wheel, sideshow alleys, a maze, a Haunted House? Thanks America. Canada, for shame. And since when do you have to be under twelve to order a happy meal. And nine dollars for a Burger King value meal is annoying. Especially when nothing else is open at the sleepy hour of 6pm. And the town is deserted and makes me feel uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, Alex is on some wall somewhere destroying free soloing for everybody else. Kid is ridiculous good.
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