|As you know Kazi and I went to Toronto for a weekend of mother/daughter bonding and|
general rabblerousing (tee hee). The drive there was uneventful, no slowdowns at all
along the QEW or the Gardiner Expressway. We drove straight to the Royal Ontario Museum
and found parking closeby. (Oh yeah, that reminds me...I used a credit card to pay for parking so better make a quick payment to offset.) At the museum we toured the amazing exhibit of
the Terracotta Warriors. We weren't allowed to take any photos but you can see a whole whack of them if you click on the link. After the tour we wandered off to our favourite areas - East Asia, Greek and Egyptian while getting up to our usual hijinks with the camera:)
|Receving knowledge, dispensing knowledge...the way of the teacher. But...|
why so blue?
|One of my favourite Christmas movies is The Christmas Story. Poor Ralphie longs so desperately for a Red Ryder BB gun. His dad, however, longs for culture. There is something about|
the picture above which reminds me of this movie - any guesses?
|Oh fuddle duddle...you'll have to turn your head or your computer sideways to figure out whose famous head is on this pair of underwear awhich is displayed in the textiles and costume exhibit! |
|This is where we ate dinner Saturday night. If you like your food hot and spicy like I do this|
is the place to go. The decor is New Orleans style and the waitress we had achieved the
perfect balance of attentiveness without hovering.
|The first of the day - a Big Easy martini:)|
|After a feast of cornbread with bruschetta and goat cheese, jambalaya stew and pecan pie|
with icecream we rolled ourselves a little further down the street and into our seats at the Royal Alexandra to see the musical Rock of Ages. I took a couple shots of the set and
immediately had an usher waving her hand at me:( so I've included a link. The show is only in Toronto until Jan. 2nd which is too bad as I'd love to see it again. It's the only musical I've been to where they deliver beer right to your seat:) The show was pretty risque - I wouldn't take anyone under the age of maybe 16 so I was surprised at the number of young kids in the audience. The main storyline is about a young woman who leaves her midwest town to make it big in L.A. but to make ends meet she works in a bar, then a strip club. Lots of skin. It was totally irrereverent and bawdy and over to top - we laughed and laughed - a) because it was hysterically funny and b) because that's exactly what the 80's were like.
|The view from our room at the Sheraton. That's city hall.|