2 posts from December 2008

Friday - After finding my gate terminal, I settled in my chair and telephoned ahead to let her know of my whereabouts. It was only then I realized my voice was disappearing faster than my 401(k). What an opportune time to come down with a virus. Other than that, it was a quick flight made all the quicker by a few more chapters of Godblog knocked out.

As I emerged through the double doors between the baggage claim and general public waiting area, I spotted my temptress giving me the "come hither" look, like all female redheads excel at. Afterwards, not much else happened Friday night. I think one of Laurie's cats (most likely Macaroon) had to scratch away an itch.

Saturday - I'm gonna have to bullet-point this one since we traversed a lot of territory between Laurie's office building and her apartment

• I must throw the obligatory picture of yours truly in front of the CN Tower. Yes, it was freezing.

• The next landmark along the walk was Brookfield Place (located in the financial district) w/ the modernized Allan Lambert Galleria, designed by Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava. The arched ceiling is supposed to evoke an "avenue of trees" as Calatrava calls it. Crazy Spaniards.

• Further within the financial district lies the TD Centre, which also contains some inanimate livestock amongst the surroundings. Yes, it was freezing.
  
• We also hit up some bookstores to do some Godblog hunting. However, the only store I remember seeing a few copies on the shelves was "Chapters." One of the employees asked if we needed any assistance finding a particular book, to which Laurie replied, "Not really. I think I know where I can find mine." Needless to say, she was all aghast when Laurie showed her the book.
  
• By this time, the sun was in mid-set over the horizon and the temperature was dropping faster than an anvil on Wiley Coyote. So we made our way back to the apartment for some much-needed warmth, and some grub.

Sunday - This was CN Tower day, which thankfully is only a 15-minute walk away from the apartment. And half of that is inside the cozy, winding confines of Union Station. Before you ascend up the elevator, you must pass through a security gate which shoots air from your legs to your head, just in case you were thinking of putting those C4 explosives to use. There are three different levels of the Tower one can sight-see. The "lowest" contains a glass floor which allows batophobics like me to gaze straight down to ground level in shivering terror. And then there are the fearless children who treat the glass floor like their own bed.

Later that evening, Laurie treated me to a wonderful dinner at the Biermarkt along The Esplanade. She chose the restaurant since they were in the middle of their Wild Game Culinary Festival. I want to say she chose the Manitoba Boar Loin, while I wussed out and dined on some salmon. Almost as bad as Jerry Seinfeld in the episode where he orders "just a salad."

This is the authentic net which Wayne Gretzky his 802nd goal to break the all-time record held by Gordie Howe. And here's the video...