This is one of a series of posts about my trip to Canada. Most posts about this trip can be found here.
This was it then, the end of the holiday. But what a place to end it.
I didn’t have a huge amount planned for Toronto. A friend of a friend whom I’d met a couple of times in Manchester lived there, and I thought she might have some recommendations—but she ended up being a wonderful guide. On my first night, she met me outside the hotel and took me to a great restaurant around the corner. It was lovely to catch up, and then she mentioned her friend was having a party the next night and that I’d be very welcome. What better way to feel like a Torontonian?
Before the party, I had a great time visiting the Royal Ontario Museum. A superb museum, full to the brim...