Long Weekend in Windsor

I used to hate Windsor. It's a small, blue-collar, close-minded city of 209,000 people, but after living in Toronto for almost three years, I'm realizing it still has its charms. I miss my friends, my family. I miss the lack of homeless people (not saying there aren't any, they're just not so apparent), and how clean it is. And the rent is CHEAP.
If Henry's opens a store in Windsor, I think that I would try to get a job there. The only problem would be- I'd have to get a car. There'd be no way around it. So- that's a con, for sure. Some other cons of Windsor- the americans, the pollution, the cancer rate, the lack of culture. I can successfully avoid the first, and help the cause of the last. But I can't escape the middle two. Alas.


Here's a ghost train we saw at Memorial Park. The CP Rail train was going very slow- eerily slow. The whole park was pretty creepy, but I felt safer there than I do walking down my street in Parkdale!
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