Oh hi. I haven’t been here for a while because I’ve been everywhere else. Skiing in Banff. Golfing in Charleston. Biking in Port Credit. Look at me being a sporty lady ‘n all. We split our vacation in two for the skiing and the golfing, spending 5 days in Alberta, then, a week later, 3 days in South Carolina. It was all awesome. I went from being appalling to mediocre in both sports. The biking to Port Credit has to do with the Ride to Conquer Cancer, which we are doing again this year to benefit the Princess Margaret Hospital. Should you have a couple of bucks burning a hole in your pocket, you can go here, and I will thank you from the bottom of my heart.
The ride out to Mississauga is a good one for training purposes, as it’s about 40 km there and back. The waterfront trail is very scenic, and there’s a Starbucks on the Credit River that serves as a handy turnaround point. If you go a few km further, you get to my old house. The one my family lived in for about 25 years. Unlike most real estate in the Toronto area these days, it looks the worse for wear. Bad paint job, indifferent landscaping. Not even a commemorative plaque to say I once lived there. Port Credit, on the other hand, is booming. Not the dusty little burg I grew up in. I used to dismiss it as a hopelessly boring stop on the Lakeshore Go line. Now it has restaurants and cafes and a waterfront festival and attractive people. It’s destination in itself, the Cake by the Lake. Why does every place I live improve when I leave?
Ronan, by the way, had no interest in seeing my childhood home. Apparently my life had no meaning before 1998.