Ever wonder why Toronto is called the big smoke? Here’s what I found: “The Big Smoke was first used by Australian writer Alan Rayburn and popularized by Canadian journalist Alan Fotheringham. Fotheringham used the nickname to depict Toronto as a city with a giant reputation and nothing to show for it. “
Okay – well that’s one reason.
I always thought it had to do with the industrial nature of the city, though less of that today. Maybe China should be called the big smoke.
I flew into Toronto on Monday for meetings and captured some good photos along the way. It was great to have supper with Mom, and breakfast with Les, and coffee with Floyd while there. Hotels, restaurants, planes…I’ve had enough to last a lifetime.
Airports are more like malls these days and in fact, I think malls could learn something from airports. I noticed that food locations are scattered, not all in one place and I also noted that washrooms are more frequent and stragtically located. Of course you don’t have to take off half your clothes and be searched to get into the mall either.
Toronto seemed, well rather drab and brown, which of course is southern Ontario in December, compared to Alberta already into winter and sparkling with white snow and blue skies.
I did not find a few lovely lit houses….
It is was nice too, to visit Mom and the Meighen Residence had some lovely decorations.
Mom and I walked down Yonge Street after a visit in her place and had a lovely meal. Sometimes there is nothing I fancy more than a good bowl of French Onion soup and that’s what we both had. The day had been long and to have this bit of time together was a real treat.
Meanwhile back in Edmonton, it was snowing away…and once again I could only watch it through the camera on our back deck – Phil wired this up and installed it and I love being able to see it!
Isn’t it interesting what we can do now using technology? And how fortunate we are to have such a lovely home. I could hardly wait to be home again and tucked into our lovely home!