There are many wonderful things about Toronto, not least of which is the amazing undergound shopping network, meaning no-one really needs to be outside in the sub zero temperatures for more than five minutes.
Also, the fact they darn well just get things done. Yesterday morning, the top news story was that of a house in which four bodies were found. By this afternoon, they’d revealed it was actually three murders and a suicide, their names, that they were a lovely family caught up in the economic strain and related issues and that it was all pretty much sorted. It did not involve a three month long investigation like we normally have for such things, or a Facebook group of people saying ‘boo, isn’t this bad – having an online theoretical group of people who agree with this will make a difference and bring them all back to life’, or ministers commenting on whether or not it should have beenb allowed to happen.
People are nice. Just because it’s natural to be nice, and say hello when you pass each other, and say thankyou.
The cost of living is lower, so people can enjoy things more, so they are happier.
There are no chavs. There are only the occasional gang of emos, which are of course very easy to deal with as they’re not interested in cutting you, only themselves.
Adverts for Dr Who are hilarious.
Deep voiced American: ‘The universe is at stake…’
David Tennent: ‘It’s alright – I’m the Doctor!’ [in a Michael Caine-esque voice.]
They can heat things properly, so you don’t feel like a room is being deliberately overheated – it’s just right.
It’s clean. This is because the people aren’t idiots and know how to use a bin. As bizarre and difficult a concept as it sounds, people actually put wrappers in their pockets until they find a bin rather than dropping it on the ground. I know – unbelievable.
Toronto is what a city should be – it works!
Tomorrow … Vancouver, and the search for cupcakes.