Back on Friday, I had very few options heading home. All the usual people I relied on to get me home were staying behind being that it was the last weekend before finals. So, I ended up just taking the Greyhound all the way into downtown Toronto.
Steve was pretty much in the same boat, so we decided to head to Toronto together. We took the bus from the University down to Kitchener Transit Station. We intended to get to the terminal at 2:26 to catch the 2:30, but due to construction and frequent pick ups we arrived there minutes past. Still, we ran through the terminal in the hopes that perhaps the bus was late. No luck. That meant that we had to take the second bus leaving in one hour from that time.
Steve commented that we were acting as if it was some episode of The Amazing Race
Despite a long dash through the terminal Jason and Steve were unable to catch the first bus to their next destination of Toronto and are forced to wait an hour until the next bus arrives at 3:30
Anyway, after many many quick calls home I found out that my parents had to pick up my aunt from the Toronto bus terminal at 7:30. Being that the bus will probably take 2 hours to get into the city, there was no way for them to pick us up, drive to Brampton to drop off Steve and pick up my other aunt, then trek all the way back to downtown on time. So, a plan was devised. Steve and I were to get off at Union station, then take the subway north to Sheppard-Yonge, then east to Don Mills to get to Fairview Mall. My parents would pick us up there and take us back to our house. From there, we’d split up. They’d take the car downtown, while I’d take the van west to Brampton. There I’d drop Steve home and pick up my other aunt.
Done deal.
Today was the first time I saw our new minivan. It’s a Pontiac Montana…and it’s very VERY nice to drive.
Anyway, I got Steve home by about 8–which meant a 6 hour trek from the moment we left residence. Definitely the longest journey home for him…however we both agreed that it was quite fun. The company made it all worthwhile, right? I got my aunt, and we left at about 9. I was requested to pick up a bucket of chicken on the way home, so we ended up getting back at around 10.
Man, I was exhausted. Even though I wasn’t driving the whole time, just the fact that I was continually on the move was enough.
I can say though, that it was a lot of fun.
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