It took under two days of having Mum and Dad around for stuff to get fixed at the house.
Apparently the solution to squeaky door hinges, if you don’t have the catch-all panacea of WD40, is cooking oil spray. Do a quick jot of oil on each hinge, both sides. Open and close the door a bunch of times to work the oil through. Then wipe it down. Dad got gripped by the compulsion to sort out the guest bedroom and took that notion to every other door we have. I dunno, maybe he was planning some twilight espionage and wanted to obfuscate his tracks. He’s in Toronto, I’m not sure what mischief he’d get up to. Most everything shuts at last call. Plus, it’s Dad. If he had his way he’d be in bed for 9.30 each night.
We’ve ixnay’d on the mischief, but we’ve been busy. Lots of food and exploration. I think I’ve had four meals out in the past three days (with another in the next few hours). It’s a lot. I don’t dine out all too commonly under my usual schedule. Mum and Dad are on holiday and I’m pretty sure they have less than zero interest in cooking. *Shrug*. I guess I’ll suffer through restaurants? At the same time it’s exciting to introduce my parents, my globe trotting parents, to all new cuisines. I mentioned the Korean. I’m also super keen to put some Ethiopian in front of them. If you haven’t tried it, Ethiopian is the best. You have a big ol’ piece of injera (spongy bread) covering the plate, with little piles of food. There are assorted vegetable and meat dishes. Exciting new spices and flavours. You tear off a piece of injera with your hand and use it to grab some of the pile, then you shove that into your mouth. No cutlery. It’s a neat experience and I’m deeply in love with most everything served.
It’s interesting trying to figure out what parts of the city are parent appropriate. Not in a my parents are sheltered kind of way. They’re not. They aren’t fussy travellers. Given our drastically different socioeconomic concerns, I’ve been remarkably surprised at how fussy they’re not. That said, we do have different tastes and standards. With the abundance of options in Toronto and limited number of days they’re here, they can only do so much. Or rather, they can only do not much. Are there touristy things they’d enjoy? If we only have a couple of brunches, where should they go? I basically never dine anywhere that requires a reservation. We discovered last night to our chagrin that Saturday evening is a night that almost across the board needs booking in advance. At least for anywhere halfway decent. So we couldn’t get into Ethiopian. Or Persian. Quick, cheap tacos though? El Trompo Tacos deserves a shout out. Unpretentious, tasty and incredibly fast from order to table. It was exactly what we wanted and a crazy cheap meal for four people. I think with drinks it came out to $33. Unreal.
We did hit the height of touristy today and drove out to Niagara Falls. Sure, it’s touristy, but like The Grand Canyon, there’s a reason for it. The falls were a marvel and a half. “The Canadian Falls”, known otherwise as the Horseshoe Falls, were colossal. An unbelievable amount of water flowing. I think one of the announcements mentioned 75,000 gallons of water per second. PER SECOND. Think of every shower you’ve had in your entire life. This is exponentially more water than that. I think. I did zero maths, but I’m trusting my guts on this one. We took one of the little boats out to see them close up. They handed us dainty ponchos with drawstring hoods and we proceeded to get soaked. Awe inspiring would be an appropriate term. As cool as it looked from the top, especially seeing the deep green hues of the water, it had nothing on being at its feet. The force was incredible. We still had some distance, but there’s nothing so humbling as witnessing something that makes you feel entirely insignificant. I thought for one full second about whether or not I’d be able to survive in the churning white water. By the end of that second I’d surmised zero percent chance of survival. The water spray was incredible. It damn near blocked out the sky, pulling you into vision bordering on a white out. The town around the falls themselves was hokey stimulation overload, but holy hell were the falls themselves impressive?
To answer my question, yes. Yes they were.