(12:27)
It’s some kind of Caribbean festival in Toronto this weekend, and while it involves a big parade today, there’s always an unofficial annual parade the night before. This is the parade involving hundreds of cars with subwoofers booming up and down Yonge Street. It’s the longest street in the world, but most of the attention is on the South end, which is coincidentally the are I live in. As mentioned here, “vehicles will be diverted on to side streets if traffic becomes too congested“, and AngelA informs me that they were indeed diverted right onto our street. If the music wasn’t loud enough, there’s always the next door neighbour on the balcony giving the play-by-play over the phone. Apparently it was quite the spectacle, but I missed it all. Was I out drinking or partying? No, I was out cold. Slept through the whole thing, I did. In fact, it’s possible that the whole thing was a big hoax, an “And to think that it happened on Mulberry Street” kind of event, but I doubt it. All I know is that I was out for a good 10 hours, and it was good.