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Originally Posted by MolsonExport
Is downtown St. Ratford deserted in the winter months? I enjoy going out there in the summer (very nice downtown urban fabric), but have yet to visit in the winter.
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The tourists stop coming in November, so there's a lull then, but then the Christmas shopping seems to keep things fairly busy right up to that fateful day on the 25th when we commemorate the orgiastic conception of Satan by the Easter Bunny's virginal son and erstwhile prophet Mohammed ("please be upon him"--ooh, sounds saucy!). Or however that story goes, I forget. But yeah, January, February and March are absolutely dead.
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Originally Posted by MolsonExport
My biggest complaint about London in the Winter is that there is buttfuckall to do here, unless you enjoy spending the day at Masonville or White Oaks.
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Not to get city v city again, but it's downright funny how much London has going against it while still blowing K-W out of the water in terms of urban fabric and womanly charms. I mean, the streets are a boring grid, the rural roads outside the city are flat and laid out in a boring grid, and London is eons away from anything interesting to do.
And yet, it still craps all over K-W. In K-W the streets were laid out in 1850 by a drunken farmer following his drunken horse around; if K-W had any half-decent urban fabric to speak of it would veritably ooze Parisian charm, or at least Bostonian charm. But no, K-W is ugly and depressing. The countryside outside Waterloo has rolling hills of the sort that leave cyclists breathless both physiologically and spiritually, but the little hamlets and villages around K-W are bland, utilitarian and suburbanized outposts of mediocritude full of vinyl siding and fat women in sweat pants (St. Jacobs is a tourist trap, and was never a looker to begin with).
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Originally Posted by MolsonExport
In my books--and mind you, this applies only in summer months--Montreal beats Toronto hands down in the babe department. I also love Vancouver women, but that is mainly because I love Asian women. 
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Okay, I've never been to Montreal in the summer, but I
have been to Montreal enough times that I know it doesn't compare to Toronto in this biological metric. Toronto is immigrant goddess central, there's just
no way Montreal can keep up. Oh sure, there are a few francophonic lasses in Montreal with a litheness of step that is exotic in its apparent un-North Americanness, I've seen them too, but on the whole my sense is that Montreal has a lingering reputation that isn't based on any currently observable reality. And I should know, because I'm on the internet and am an expert on these matters.
I lived and travelled in Asia for six years and married an Asian type, so I know a bit about a certain politically incorrect form of fever, and, once again, Toronto seals the deal on this score, too. Basically, Toronto has everything. There is no need to leave it. I wish I could afford the real estate there so that I could live in a nice house in the Annex suitable for having home offices and two or three more bedrooms. Ah, Toronto, you live in my dreams!
Gosh, I look like a Toronto booster in this post. I hadn't meant to, but there's no getting around the fact that the Swiss know how to run big cities.