Toronto: Home again

View of the Toronto Harbour from my hotel room

And here I am, in Toronto again. The weather is amazing, sunny and cool.

I don’t like the Pearson Airport – it is a behemoth of a building, new, shiny and all dolled up, but it is useless. The signage is bad, the corridors endless, and it is not welcoming. Not to mention that—since the building was expensive—now they rip you off as soon as you step down from the plane. A charge for a luggage cart, a charge for this and that—not the best way to touch Canada if you are here for the first time, and it’s especially not a true picture of Toronto, the city that is very hospitable.

Around 18:00, from my hotel room: East Toronto

My hotel, on Yonge & King, has 50 floors, and I am on the 37th. My room looks south and east and the view is rather impressive.

When the cab was entering the downtown area—somewhere around the CN tower—I had again that feeling of coming home. It’s rather odd: I lived in this city for ten years, and that is less time than I’d spent in two other cities, but the ‘Oh, I’m home’ feeling goes to this here.