In Ottawa this year, there was a long spell of lingering grey weather at the end of March. It made us feel we needed a little break away from winter. We decided on a train trip to Toronto, a night in the Royal York Hotel and a visit to the Royal Ontario Museum (ROM), world-renowned for its natural history collection.
Some people may know W.C. Fields’s tongue-in-cheek tease about Philadelphia. The Canadian version of the joke goes this way: the first prize in a contest is one week in Toronto; the second prize is two weeks. For many people who commute to work or fly in and out for business meetings, a visit to Toronto may not qualify as a treat, but we have developed a fondness for the city, warts and all, having lived and worked there for years. Our little escapade turned out perfectly.
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