My experience went something like this:
I didn't really know where I was going after I got off the train. The train stops in a covered area where you descend down the stairs. I'm thinking to myself - Down the stairs? To where?! I think it's suppose to be to the underground PATH, but it seemed more like descending into an underground city. I was brave (my first mistake). I thought I could just kind of go with the flow (and what I mean is the traffic flow) and hope that everyone was headed to the convention centre - which is where my ultimate destination was. Not so much. I was pushed and shoved and guided along against my will until I realized I was in the depths of the underground with no hint of the surface anywhere. 30 minutes later, I managed to find an exit to the outside world and surfaced 6 blocks from where I needed to be and proceeded to heel toe my way to my destination.
Such an eye opener. We don't live far from the city, but we are far from city people. I remember breathing a sigh of relief when I got off the train and drove my car home and passed a farm, a hay field, and a school with a playground that had grass. My brushes with the T. are small and limited and I'm happy about that.
TD tower, Yonge and Eg, Eaton Centre, and Yorkdale have nothing on my little community.
Know what I found when I drove into the driveway after surviving my two days of train, pedestrian traffic, and utter chaos? My dog, my man and my girl hang'n out on the front lawn raking and digging in the dirt.
I gotta love life.....
Rowyn and I at Easter dinner at my Mom and Dad's house.

Auntie and Rowyn hanging out together last weekend
Rowyn and Auntie having a converation via cell phones...... It was an intense conversation
Daddy's girl. Rowyn mimics everything Brad does. First thing out of her mouth in the morning "Dadzee?"
We haven't quite convinced Rowyn that her socks go on her feet - not her hands
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I love your Easter picture. You guys are so cute!
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