The Hockey Hall Of Fame AKA Habs Rule

Our last day in the big city has come. Our first order of business once we made our way into town was to head down to the pier to take the 45 minute boat tour of the Toronto Islands on Lake Ontario, so that’s four of five Great Lakes conquered this trip and all five in my life thanks to the trip we took down to Eerie a few years ago. Apparently there are people living on two of the islands, but the houses are scheduled to be torn down in 2082 in order to make the entire area a green space for wildlife and the public. The are about 250 houses on the islands with a waiting list of 500 people wanting to live in one of said houses. And there are no cars aloud on the islands. It’s like an isolated community of bike riders. After the tour we went to get lunch at the nearby Amsterdam Brewery and left after 15 minutes because apparently we’re an invisible family who waiters can’t see. We walked back to Union Station, grabbing

some Beaver Tails on the way, which are basically

deep fried dough covered with sweet things. I got cinnamon, sugar and lemon juice on mine. In front of Union Station is a little food market which is where we ended up stopping. I got some crab covered fries with aioli sauce which we’d eaten the other day and was fantastic. Then, we went down to the Hockey Hall of Fame, stopping in the Royal York hotel across the street so Isaac could marvel at it’s grandeur. When we exited it had unfortunately started to rain, and it wasn’t letting up, so we had to run for it and seek shelter across the street. By chance, we discovered that one of the shopping complexes lead right into the Hall of Fame, so we didn’t get horribly wet. There was much hockey memorabilia shockingly enough, including some of Ken Dryden’s face masks and Maurice Richard’s old skates and jersey. We got to see a replica of the Stanley Cup and to a goalie simulation in which you had to stop pucks being shot by some of the fabulous players, such as Crosby. I stopped 6 out of 8 shots, Mum and Dad stopped 4 each and Isaac stopped a

grand total of 0. There were also a couple of videos to watch, one on Game 8 of the 1972 Summit Series final between Canada and the Soviets and the other was a 3D film about Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals as organized by a group of teenaged boys. Of course, they had some recreations of famous goals, like Bobby Orr’s flying one, a fancy hit out of the air by Mario Lemieux and a Wayne Gretzky deke. It was pretty good, very Canadian. When we got on the train, the rain started to dump down and we got soaked running off the platform at our station. When we got home, we watched Mrs. Doubtfire, which I’ve never seen before, and then headed off to bed. Peace out m8s.

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