Maybe I did just about the busy side of nothing while staying with my aunt. I say that because I did manage to go and see a friend in Waterloo. He picked me up one morning before we headed into Toronto to wander around, and, after I decided I was too cheap to go up the CN tower, we somehow found ourselves involved in a photo shoot for a new Windows/Internet Explorer (I forget which) advert kitted out fully like your favourite baseball stars. Plus there were free glasses in it for us…..score. I should also point out that Kyle pulls off a baseball helmet much better than I do. Needless to say, I stuck with the trusty mitt.
After that, we headed back to Waterloo, I met Kyle’s lovely girlfriend Carolyn, and we hit the cinema for the latest Batman film. While entertaining, it wasn’t enough. To quench my thirst for thrills, Kyle excitedly took me Mennonite hunting the following morning, and boy was it a successful hunt. We were up to our chins in buggies, bonnets and German-speaking kids selling flowers. I started to think that moving to St. Jacobs, buying myself a horse and joining in wasn’t out of the question.
That evening, I was invited to play football for a nearby co-ed team with Kyle and Carolyn. I loved playing again, but given it had been a while, and we only had 10 players, I was truly knackered come full-time. We followed it up with drinks in Cambridge, where I got ID’ed, and, on my failure to produce, Kyle kindly drove me back to get my passport. Ontario does not piss around when it comes to making sure you are drinking age.
It had been a fun couple of days.