Friday was our last full day in Toronto. I have to admit, I did not love the city at first glance. There are so many high rises, it difficult to get glimpses of the sky other than reflections from the millions of glass windows. By the end of the two weeks, it started growing on me; though in reality much of this is due to Martin and Irwin’s apartment. We felt like we were leaving home in the mornings and coming home each evening.
Having access to theater, movies, as well as plenty of museums that were new to us, provided many occasions for us to explore the city on a deeper level. However, many of the stores were exactly the same or very similar to what is now worldwide, like Zara and H & M, there are others that are different. One of my favorite finds was the Bulk Barn. Even if we did not do much shopping here, the concept was great. If we did live here, it would be my go-to place.
Their concept is simple. There are over 100 barrels of different products in bulk. You scoop the amount you want into a bag and you pay by weight. The variety is extensive; there were three different types of quinoa, more than a dozen types of flour, beans, coffees, candies, and more. This would make it so convenient buying what you need, not using unnecessary packaging, and eliminating the need for storage containers once home. It is a winner concept all around.
Our last day was one of the coldest during these past two weeks. We had not been to the Distillery District yet, so we wandered in that direction. The name is a misnomer as there are no longer dozens of distilleries there any longer. As many historic areas do, this one gentrified into a revitalized commercial center using the historic to create updated fashion.
The initial appearance of the area shows that Christmas is on the way, but has not arrived yet. Assembled temporary wooden huts for temporary merchants to sell their wares are ready, but the merchants and merchandise have not arrived yet. Probably the regular store owners are more than pleased with this delay as they have enough competition among the permanent custodians without having the interlopers muscle their way into sales.
We returned to the apartment to do the nasty: packing. I would so love travel more if I did not have to pack and re-pack. We were very thankful that Martin and Irwin had a washer and dryer in the apartment. It saved a great deal of time, money and stress.