Eddie Izzard

Next day in Toronto with Ali getting up at 7am to walk down in her pajamas to the parking lot and put more time on our ticket.  Thank God she was willing to do it…I don’t think that I could have made it.  We decided to go shopping and try to hit some of the flea markets that are around town.  Ali brought her TomTom and we

I'm not good at this self picture stuff like John

thought that it would make it easy, but the first one was closed and in a different place, so we had to go old school and ask people at the places that we stopped.  We stopped at the Beer Store and was going to get some beer for the friend who let us stay in his apartment, but it was the oddest beer store I’ve ever been in.  There were a few cases at the front of the store, but the majority of 

the  place was a huge warehouse and just a big billboard with names of beers and prices.  You would pick your beer and it came up on a conveyer belt.  I didn’t really like that, because I like to look at my alcohol apparently.  Also, a case of beer cost $27.  Again, alcohol that is more expensive everywhere else.  I don’t think that we could have a fully stocked bar at these prices…

the view out of the apartment to Lake Ontario

Finally a flea market and we are looking at awesome area rugs for ridiculous prices, so after shopping all of the stalls, Ali finally found the one that she wanted.  Of course, neither of us called our credit cards that we were leaving the country, mainly because you feel like a 6 hour drive shouldn’t count as abroad…my card got declined at the first winery that we stopped at, but kept working 

 from there, so I forgot about it.  But Ali’s decided to go out after she went to the ATM and withdrew Canadian cash for us, so luckily mine kept working, but just left me a message at home to call them. We did find a great cheese shop and got completely lost downtown trying to find a different flea market and with the traffic down there, we decided to find our venue and just hang around so

 we didn’t miss the show.  We went into the Hudson Bay 

Company downtown shop with windows decorated for Christmas and got the price fright of our life.  Nothing in there was even remotely within our price point, but we are spoiled by consignment shops and sales.  We knocked about some pawn shops and again decided that we had mistaken thoughts about the prices in these stores also.  A great dinner at Baton Rouge with seafood pasta and Nagano pork chop with Bourbon Pecan Pie to share for dessert with ice wine from Henry of Pelham.  Couldn’t ask for more than that.  We decided to go sit in the theater and wait for the show, but the line to get in was around the block on two sides now and they hadn’t opened the doors with only 20 minutes to go…Everyone we had talked to about where we were going that night, didn’t know who we were talking about, but the line and 4 sold out nights made it clear that there were plenty of other people who knew who the hell Eddie Izzard was.  I told Ali that if I didn’t cry at least once from laughing so hard, the night was going to be a wash, but luckily it happened near the end of the set when he did a bit about dressage that, well I just can’t even explain it.  There is a youtube video of it out there, but that performance of it is not as good as the one that we saw.  Back to the apartment and another very quick roaming call to John to see how the presentation of his paper went in Charleston.  I have to admit that I was jealous that he was going somewhere in the 70’s and hang out in the bay seeing dolphins and stuff, but we got really lucky in our weather in Toronto with plenty of sun and the temp in the high 40’s…