Returning to Canada, we made our way north from Windsor to Toronto. Traffic got steadily worse as we approached. Somehow we got trapped on the expressway that rings Toronto and managed to miss turnoff after turnoff. This lead to extreme frustration by our driver and navigator, and the road was dubbed the fucking 401. I feel that I could have prevented some of this, but I'd decided days earlier to knock off the back-seat driving. I figure, the odds of making things worse were not worth the potential half-hour savings in time we might have gotten. Besides which, I was on vacation, and literally had nowhere I needed to be in a timely fashion.
( The Yin and Yang of Toronto... )
( The Yin and Yang of Toronto... )