Around 10:15 this morning, a whole horde of us Microskills participants from the two LINC/Language Centres at 200 and 250 Consumers Rd descended on College Park for our long-awaited field trip to Riverdale Farm. Washroom break over, we head on up and out. But wait, a quick picture first, which almost gets the photographer arrested for taking pictures "on private property" without the owner's permission.
And what a horde we were--it takes two shots on my digital camera's Canadian-invented CCD.
It's a toss-up between Plan A, Riverdale Farm, or Plan B, our wimpy rainy-day alternative--Toronto's PATH network. Forget the weatherman! Blow wind, come wrack, it's just water on Donald's back! Plan A wins out!
Surprise, an off-leash dog run in the middle of the city!
Pity, none of us qualified to enter. But what about mad dogs and Englishmen out in the midday rain?
Allen Gardens ... are we there yet? (Not quite!)
A teachers' moment ...
Thinking of Castle, Frank?
The horticultural conservatory seemed bigger back then.
Ken still going strong, under the banana and screw trees.
Linda with the Great Donald
The Mister Allen behind the namesake Garden!
"Called to the bar" he was, eh?
Crowded, but at least it's sanctuary from the rain!
Bamboo kalashnikov?
Raise thy rod, O Donald!
The Brolly Brigade cometh!
It's still a long trek ... turning east off Carlton.
Finally, a farm! Whoa, it's Riverdale Farm! Time to scratch and sniff!
This bird won't talk turkey.
A happy customer!
The barnyard swine flew not.
Bah, grim joke. I'm outta here.
Casket goes on those rollers.
At the TTC bus stop, headed for Castle Frank, we say, "Thanks a BILLION, George! We luv ya!"
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