Salsa Fest on St. Clair

Twice is better than nothing...

Here I am typing this post for the second time as I am not sure why my blogger ap deleted the draft I had worked on yesterday. Jordan and I woke up early to start the weekend: ate some lunch and headed to catch the Go-Train heading eastbound. We were on our way to meet Jason and his girlfriend as they were in town for Salsa Fest on St. Clair.

As we approach Toronto, the numerous overhead cranes appear to multiply in the downtown core. This city is bursting with the construction of condominiums where the piles of concrete is all you see. Critics claim that the abundance of condominiums will become an economic issue once people are not interested in purchasing. It is seen as "too much at once" which is alarming to Torontonians since it is their city that will become affected with more debt. Nothing is for certain, however, studies show that people who are in their late thirties up to the retirement age, are looking to settle in a house instead of a condo.

After a long subway ride heading north of the city, we arrive at St. Clair and Christie, which happened to be the beginning of the festival. It was a beautiful day to be outside enjoying the company of friends strolling the streets full of people see picture below.

St. Clair West

It was half past four in the afternoon and we were becoming hungry. As we walked the street, we were scouting what would be the best place to try some Latin cuisine. To my honour, we ended up choosing the Salvadorean kiosk located near the end of the festival which had pupusas, empanadas, tamales, and drinks. Everything tasted delicious but we were more thirsty afterwards since the sun was still beaming down, that we decided to grab some drinks and continue to walk the festival grounds.

What I have learned about myself, is that wearing heels all day while walking around might not be the most comfortable choice I could have made that morning. Even though they were merely wedges, my knees began to give out about eight in the afternoon and I had just arrived in the city four hours ago. I suppose I am becoming an old lady too fast, as Jason pointed out. I would have to say the most enjoyable part of the day, besides the food, was going back with the gang to Jason's hotel, sitting and resting before Jordan and I had to head home.

A good day to end the week of relaxation Jordan and I have enjoyed with each other. 


Happy Sunday!