I can't not take some pictures:

On King Street, across from my hotel, the block is packed with trendy restaurants in old, brick buildings:

This town is starting to grow on me. I still love Vancouver, of course. But man, Toronto's restaurants give Vancouver one hell of a run for its money.

Angela's cousin and I are going to see a TSO concert at Roy Thompson Hall. Now I can truly call myself a member of Canada's cultural elite. Also, Iain is coming down from Kingston later this week. We're gonna tool around town on Friday and see the sights.

Even if it's mostly work, this trip has been a blast. Miss you all!