Leaving in Style
Until today I didn't imagine that it think it possible to take a train from Union Station to the airport; that's exactly what I did today. Of course, in a twist typical of Hogtown, the airport in question wasn't Canada's busiest, Pearson. It also wasn't Porter Airline's Toronto City Centre; or even tiny Buttonville, just to the north of Toronto. No, if you want to travel by rail to catch a flight in this city, the airport of necessity is Dorval - just outside of Montreal. Given the special promotion that Via is running at the moment, I decided to make the trip in style: Via 'Preference' 1st Class.How does the other half live then? All told, fairly well, but not nearly as nicely as it's portrayed on the webpage - though maybe it was just my train. The wine was local and quaffable - a Jackson-Triggs Cabernet Franc as the red and an Inniskillin Dry Riesling (curiously in a Burgundy-style s







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There was a time, before many of our readership (and indeed, some of our writers) were legally allowed to drink, when a subway closing of 1:40am made sense. At the time Toronto's bars closed at 1am, giving 'late night' revelers the better part of an hour to find their way to the subway. Now, with last call at a later - if still early - time, anybody hoping to ride the Rocket home must say their goodbyes nearly a half hour before last call if they are to avoid the infrequent blue-night busses - or worse, driving home.
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Oftentimes helping a worthy cause is, while rewarding, not much fun. Other times, going out and having fun, while enjoyable, doesn't really involve much beyond hedonistsic pleasure. This coming Wednesday, there's a chance to merge the two.
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