The weather here is unseasonably hot which is lucky. After a slow start to the day we walked to Kingston and caught the bus into town.
On the way down Pickering we heard a noisy bird and saw a blue jay anxiously darting about. A local explained that there was a nest nearby and the chicks had recently fledged and were on the ground. The blue jay and its partner were warding off a neighbourhood cat crouched under a bush. They were formidable in their defence of the chicks. Kevin was lucky enough to get some photos.
After catching the bus, we changed at University and took the tram aka streetcar down to Spadina. Toronto is a real mixing bowl of a city, rich and vibrant with people from all different cultural heritages. It really is delightful. We headed up Spadina to Chinatown which was a great bustling places with street stalls full of weird and wonderful vegetables as well as some reasonably priced asparagus. We enjoyed soaking in the atmosphere and looking at some of the less savoury foodstuffs to eat.
We then looked in the Art Gallery of Toronto before eating a late lunch at a corner restaurant, Bocca on Baldwin.
We had to get back to Kingston Road as our god daughter, Stephanie, was playing in a piano recital to mark the end of the school year. We listened to it all but Penny and Joan lost it at the grand finale when Philip was accompanying the pianists and playing bass. They couldn't stop laughing to the chagrin of some of the other parents.
Phil and Kevin helped pack away afterwards whilst Penny and Joan went to pick up Christine from her cheerleading practice.
As it went dark we walked down to Queens to Xola, a restaurant run by a Mexican couple. The food there was exceptional and different from the standard Mexican dishes. Penny had pulled pork burritos, Phil had Chile poblado, Joan had Huitlacoche burritos with pineapple pico de guyo and Kevin had Cazuela con champinones. It was exceptional, especially washed down with a couple of zingy margheritas.