About a month ago we got to know another three different aspects of Toronto during three separate weekends:
First, the Royal Ontario Museum. It's not only got an amazing façade, with a traditional exterior punctured by an extruding crystal structure. Fantastic to look at, very difficult to capture wholly in a picture. But what is inside is as impressive, or more (depending on your interests, of course), but I want to focus on two things: native art, and fossils. The museum has a section on native art, and not even inside that section, but outside, you have two majestic totems, truely inspiring, rising tall through the different storeys, alien in their relationship to our traditional art conceptions. There was also a really beautiful carved narwhal tusk. Yes, a narwhal's tusk. It was so delicate, and detailed, and its origins so mystic (yes, I'm vegan, but this piece of art came from a different time and place...). And second of all, the Burgess Shale fossils. The largest collection of such in the world, as a matter of fact. To me, that means a lot: the Burgess Shale fossils are some of the most exciting discoveries of the 20th century, revealing a huge number of "body plans" and "shapes of life" that were hitherto unknown (sorry, that is really very exciting to me, honestly).
Of course, if being indoors is not your thing, then a walk around the lakefront, especially when the sun is shining, should be. We visited different parks, all next or really close to the water, and it was a very energising experience: the air was cool and crisp, the sun was shining, and the lake reflected the sunlight fantastically. On top of it all, you could hear bagpipe music coming from one of the boats, we found a monument to peace with "Peace" written in dozens of languages (you know how thrilled I was by that!), and we simply enjoyed nature, tall trees, colourful flowers, a stroll by the water... I was very happy, simply taking it all in.
And, the third weekend, we went for something more urban: an area known as " The Annex", where we visited the emporium of cheap, an immense store with unbelievably silly signs about the honesty of the owner and the dirt-cheap prices, and yet a place whose owner was a fan of theatre and musical comedy and had a fantastic collection of posters and photos among the more than minimal (to save money) layout. We saw hip shops, and the colourfully grafittied walls around them. And we visited the Bata Shoe Museum, a museum that, no matter how much or little interest you may have in shoes, will have you marvelling at the diversity of designs, of uses, of colours, of stories behind them. A true gem.