Last week I took off on a jetplane to visit the exotic foreign country of Canada. I’ve spent the last few days in Toronto. The trip was a rich mixture of the good and the bad. The bad is waiting in line after line, stunned at seeming airline incompetence and confusion. I got blisters on the bottom of my feet the first day, which made walking throughout the trip an exercise in minor agony.
The good is that Toronto is a terrific city which I’d never seen before, I got a chance to get away from the oppressive humidity of Tampa, and hung out with some great friends I haven’t seen in years.
Did I miss anything while I was gone?
