Canada

My job sent me on a field service trip to Toronto, and below are the results of said trip.

I'd like to start with a poem.

Lies
Canada loves me.
If each country had it's own deity, Canada's welcomed me to it's holy land with a warm blanket and made sure I was comfortable for my entire visit.
I'm sorry that I ever had to leave.


I'd also like to specify that in the above poem, I made no mention of Canadians, only the land on which they spawned. There's a difference.

Did you know that taking a picture of any law enforcement officer without their permission is illegal in Canada, even if that was not the intent or the officer is not in focus? I do.

Beer? Delicious.
Food? Not so much.

Advice: When flying into Toronto with the intent of renting a car, do not reserve a car with any company that will shuttle you to their rental office, since the shuttle will not come. You'll end up renting from some place with an office at the airport anyway.

To be fair, I have heard that Canada is a great place to visit. I'm sure that I would enjoy it more if I had a few days to look around and explore, especially since I don't think I could enjoy it less. ( Analysis, bitches!)