Toronto, the locals say it “Trono”, or they write it as T.O.
I went in by VIA rail, I like trains.
The train comes into Union Station. Above it’s an architectural delight, underneath it’s a claustrophobic warren of corridors, and shops, and steps. It’s all blocky and rectangular.
I walked past these hockey dudes outside the Hockey Hall of Fame. I didn’t go in, obviously my Canadian-ness needs work.
Then I strolled up Yonge Street to the Eaton Centre and mooched about for a while.
I met some friends for lunch and then went back into the Eaton Centre. I came out through the wrong door where I took this picture featuring old and new. I have no idea what the buildings are.
I took the subway back to Union Station
Then the train home again.
Disappointingly they no longer shout “All aboard”. The platforms are low, almost level with the track. There are a few steps up into the train, and a plastic step that the conductor puts out at each stop. They even offer a hand for you to hang onto as you tumble out of the train onto the platform. I don’t know how one would deal with wheelchair access, or even being less nimble. GO train platforms do it better and have a raised section level with the train floor.
Oh yes, and the deaf view of today. The usual “I’m sorry I am deaf” and variations on that to everyone I talked to, but no hassles, cheers to the helpful Torontonians and VIA rail people.
On the train I couldn’t hear the announcements, but then I never expect to. There was a delay for 20 minutes on the way home. I have no idea why of course. It doesn’t matter in the scheme of things I suppose, but it would be better to have greater inclusiveness. I looked up VIA rail website and they say I could use Bell’s Visual Ear but I can’t find out what that is.
Hah, but it was another grand day out. Toronto is growing on me. Next time the islands maybe, or the St Lawrence Market. Oh yes, next time Sunnybrook!