Niagara Gazette — Post game, we walked to the Spadina trolley line, anticipating a ride to the ferry landing. Construction blocked the rails. A tortuous bus ride took us within “walking distance” of the boat but when we asked for on-ground directions, we were actually laughed at, feeling like Reyes. Later, trudging four blocks back to Union Station, we found not one viable restaurant, instead settling for Tim Horton’s (Clark was thrilled, especially by the “Blue Jays” donut. Don’t ask.)
Homeward bound we fell in with a Hamilton dad piloting three sons, 8, 9 and 11. Base Paths asked if he’d like to fill his straight with Clark. They all got to playing some hand-slap game while the elders pondered the mindset of gorgeous young thing 22 or so who rode 35 minutes without one hint of any personal happiness.
US Customs asked more questions about the car than about us and then we were home. Base Paths said he’d return to Toronto when they finish building it. Clark said he can’t wait that long.
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