Friday was a PA day (no school) so my girl and I decided to spend the day together doing something a little bit different.
There’s a neighbourhood in Toronto’s west end where a coveted tea shop is located. My girl has been asking for weeks that we go there so she can buy her favorite tea flavour: ginger sparkle.
But first we had to stop at the mobile phone place to get my smartphone looked at. The first stop was at a sister store of the main one, and the sales girl didn’t seem very interested in helping me out.
“What is wrong with the phone?” she asked me. I told her it had done some update and ever since then I was no longer connected to the network whenever I left home.
“Oh you have to call and talk to IT”, she said.
No offense to those of you who work in IT, you guys and gals are heroes with all your knowhow, but I really didn’t want to spend half an hour talking to some guy in India who speaks in code… 🙂
So I said thanks, took my phone, and my daughter and I walk down the street to the other place, the main store.
The guy who fixed my previous phone a couple of years ago was there, and he immediately knew that it was my APN that was erased by the update. I told him what the sales girl said and he said “oh, I can fix that for you here right now, no worries” so I made a date to marry him as soon as he was done. ❤
Long story short, and a few tests done by my daughter with her phone (she sent a few pictures to check downloading and transmitting issues), and everything was working again. Plus, it was free of charge. We have our family plan with that provider. 🙂
Sadly, the guy didn’t want to run off to elope with me, so my girl and I thanked him and left. Of course by then I needed to find a rest room so we had to walk aaaalllll the way to McDonalds to use the facilities, and stop off at the post office for a stamp, but eventually we were on our way to Roncesvalles Avenue.
Toronto has many rules when it comes to driving in these densely populated neighbourhoods and is governed by many one-way streets that almost always take you in the opposite direction where you want to go.
But I know the area well enough and after reading all the signs with all the rules about when you can park and whether or not you need a permit and how long the free street parking is allowed before the parking enforcement comes along and gives you a ticket, we found a spot to park near a school. 🙄
The area where our tea shop was located is culturally known as the centre of the Polish community in Toronto. Many polish businesses, especially delis, butcher shops and bakeries, used to make up the bulk of the retail along there. Sadly, the Polish mom-and-pop shops started to close down as the elderly owners began to retire from working.
It’s been a while since I’ve walked along that road though, and I was pleasantly surprised that there aren’t as many closed shops as there were when my first born was still a baby, going back more than a decade. The area has revitalized, which was wonderful to see, and I took some photos for those of you who are interested in witnessing some local culture from my little corner of this big, metropolitan Canadian city.
Note, Toronto is a city of neighbourhoods. This one has a village feel to it, similar to the one I live in, closer to the lake. Let me know if you agree.
The next date she and I have (besides all her rink activity) is a One of a Kind craft show. That’ll be in two weeks.
Until then…I’ll probably resume regular blogging. 🙂