After our Christmas celebrations, Celine and I got ready for a three day layover in Toronto. It would just be the two of us, Thelma & Louise-ing.
I was super stoked. Toronto is supposed to be an awesome city with a very multi-cultural community and a lot of artistic neighborhoods. Just get a load of Kensington, a very bright neighborhood. You got China Town, India Town, Greek Town, The Village, University campuses, you name it! PLUS: It’s Jim Carrey’s birth town and the backdrop of ‘Scott Pilgrim vs The World’.
And Rihanna filmed her ‘Work’ video clip on the corner of Gerrard Street.
Wherever I was going I felt I was walking in a movie decor. The little houses with the little porches, the drug stores, the coffee and book shops on the corners, the big street car, … It all felt really American. And very non European. Just the way I like it.
The three days would be simple: just enjoy our time in the city, walk around and meet up with some friends of Celine. One of her friends even ended taking us up all the way to Niagara Falls.
But before I could see the falls I had to go through a haunted mansion. There were three levels of scariness.
- Vanilla scary shit
- Super scary shit
- Hardcore scary shit
I didn’t know what I was signing up for. It was Celine’s friend Ryan who bought the tickets and pushed me to get in.
It was pitch dark and there were things moving and invisible zombies and demons yelling and whispering. I couldn’t help but walk through the maze of terror with my hands over my ears hoping for it to be over as soon as possible. I could only come up with one thing to save my life:
But I wasn’t impressed with myself at all. What a ridiculous vampire slayer I would be.
Anyway, for the next part of this story it’s probably good to know we arrived in Toronto on the second day of Christmas. We got to borrow Celine’s dad’s bachelor pad and on the same night we were supposed to meet up with her friend Mel who lives in an apartment uptown. She invited us over for tea and crumpets.
We took the subway and the street car and a firm 30 minutes later we arrived at the apartment building. As we entered Mel’s unit it was almost as if we stepped into an oven.
The fumes alone would get us baked.
It had seemed Mel was having her good friend Mary Jane over.
And I’m not talking about a person.
You: “A robot?”
Mel: “Come on in, make yourself right at home. Care for a glass of red? I got you guys some chips, dips and sweet popcorn.”
I sat down on her couch and almost knocked over the ashtray with doobie butts.
The place reeked so much, I had a little trouble breathing regularly.
I’m not opposed to weed or anything. I actually like being in the presence of potheads. Seeing people get high relaxes me too. And occasionally I would take a hit or two if somebody offered. Just never that much. One time I got really sick off some freaky weed and puked my guts out for 5 hours straight. I made the fatal error of getting shit faced first and high after. Not my most elegant outing in 2016.
But I figured I would be up for some Christmas tree burning right about now.
After all we were the second day of Christmas. And being the diligent student I am, I didn’t finish my wine but went straight for the pot.
Me to Celine: “Let’s get Chinese eyes dude!”
I puffed the magic dragon back in China. It was the bees knees! I was curious how the stuff would taste here. And if it would taste anything like maple syrup.
This stoner circle was the bong! It felt like such a natural thing to do. Weed is far more accepted here in Canada than it is in Europe. They’re even legalizing it in 2017. What a lovely timing to be here.
After 30 minutes I was starting to feel a little to a lotta light headed. The room started dancing. And I had to interrupt our conversation for an important communication service:
I don’t remember what we were talking about but I remember not participating in the conversation. I just watched Celine’s mouth opening and closing and stared at it while the wallpaper was raining down the wall.
I think I picked up on a talk about how time doesn’t exist and how you can control your future with your mind. All this happened while carnival videos from Trinidad were playing in the background.
Mel: “Evelien, what is your take on this subject?”
Mel: You’re really liking that popcorn, hey? Here, why don’t you finish the rest of the production line.
On our way home I fell asleep 15 times on the tram. And we were only on there for about 7 minutes.
I was so sleepy, I just wanted to go home and cosy up to Lucy.
No kiss the dog Lucy. Our home girl.
The next day we kept it cool and walked around the city. I had the lucid idea of going to the dollar store and buying me some DIY stuff to make business cards.
The plan was to leave them all over town in coffee shops, thrift stores and the metro station. Ya know, spam the hood. Get the word out.
Enter narrator’s voice:
And that’s how the girl from Belgium made a splashin’ entrance in the throbbing town of Toronto. Ready for whatever adventure’s next on her itinerary: Ottawa, Quebec and Montréal.
=> Read all about my New Year’s resolutions next time on the blog. And my hot date with Celine’s dad ^^