I fell into the deep well of St Thomas Ontario for a few days, but I've recovered now after a nutritious dinner with David and Karon, and a long walk along the waterfront with Karon. It's 31 degrees in Toronto, and humid, but the breeze was blowing in off the lake, and the boardwalk was filled with rollerbladers, cyclists, walkers, runners. Notable was the guy on a bike wearing what looked to be a heavily padded shirt on which the design was metal plating.
Sailboats, at least 100 of them, were in the lake closer to downtown Toronto, and beside where we were walking the dragon boat races were ongoing.
Last night I slept on an airbed with a slow leak, so every couple of hours I woke up to find the tops of the totes on which the airbed was placed poking into my back, and my body enveloped in two large puffs of air mattress. Luckily it's an electric air mattress, so all I had to do was press a little button and it filled up with air again. I slept well, though.
Pictures at 11.
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