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Island Styles

I had a little date yesterday with my friends Emily, Joanna and Hannah. We were all free for the day, so we decided to meet downtown and take the ferry over to Toronto Island!

The island is gorgeous. It is all grassy and green, with rivers and fountains and beaches, so it’s like a bit of cottage life in the city. It definitely doesn’t feel like you’re in Toronto at all. For a $7 ferry ride there and back, it’s a good cheap day excursion. And it was an insanely beautiful day, so that was just the icing on the cake.

There is an amusement park on the island called Centreville that I remember going to as a kid, but I have only been to the island as an adult one other time, and it was this summer. Hannah has been a few times as well, but Em and Jo had both never been, so I was excited to show it to them.

Our first stop was Shopsy’s deli for lunch, and I’m glad everyone else was hungry, because I was dying. I ordered a turkey club sandwich with fries.

We sat on the outdoor patio, which was absolutely huge and right on Lake Ontario, directly across from the Toronto skyline.

So pretty. Our city is pretty. Of course we had a photo shoot.

After lunch we headed out to do some island exploring.

Gorgey, gorgey.

I think the island is about 9km in total, and we definitely wanted to see most of it while we were there, so we rented this beast for an hour.

A bicycle built for four.

You would think that a bike with four people pedaling would be a nice, leisurely ride, but not quite. Pedaling this thing was a workout!

We rode that bike up and down the road closest to the lake and just took in the gorgeous views.

And we stopped for a few pictures along the way.

Our bike had a really loud bell also, so we definitely abused that. We rang the bell at pretty much anyone who passed us. They liked it. We also liked to offer rides to random people. No one took us up on that.

We also discovered this:

Hanlan’s Point. The clothing optional beach. Apparently there are only two nude beaches in Canada, and this is one of them (the other one is in Vancouver). I was googling about it today, and everyone says this beach is a must-visit because the views are gorgeous (I think they mean the lake views, not the views of old men in the nuddy-pants), and it is laid-back and free of screaming children (I would hope).

The four of us stayed fully clothed though, not to worry, and although we had our swimsuits with us, we didn’t really have a beach day. Next time!

We did drop by the other (clothing mandatory) beach, and it was pretty nice and not too busy.

And then we got popsicles and headed out to the pier.

Where we ran into these fine young purple gents.

They apparently had to paint themselves purple for a frosh week thing in their engineering program. They were funny. Ah, to be young again.

I was also attacked by a bee on the pier for at least five minutes. I’m not even kidding, that little jerk wanted me so bad. The bee was originally after my popsicle, so I had to throw it away because it wouldn’t stop stalking it, and then it was just after me. I whipped my backpack off my back and to the ground and ran around the pier for several minutes yelling “Just sting me and get it over with!” as it followed me. Emily and Joanna were dying laughing and told me afterwards that everyone on the pier was watching me. Oh well. I didn’t get stung, so that is a win.

It was such a perfect day with my friends, and I was so glad that Em and Jo got to meet Hannah. I have been telling them all about eachother for months!

Now, Emily has a question she would like me to ask you guys. Do you think we at least checked out the nude beach? Or do you think we steered clear?

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My friend Hannah and I bought a Groupon about a month ago for a stand-up paddleboarding (SUP!) lesson in Toronto. Paddleboarding seems to be all the rage around here these days, so I have been intrigued to try it out for a while. When Hannah alerted me to a Groupon for it we snatched that baby up!

We figured it would be a good workout and a fun new thing to try, so yesterday we cashed in our Groupon and hit up SUPGirlz on the beaches in Toronto for a 90-minute lesson.

We were excited.

And I just need to say that the beach in Toronto is beautiful! I do not go there very often because it’s not that close to me, but there are cute little shops all along the strip and the waterfront is gorgeous.

Now about the paddleboarding. I don’t have experience with it per se, but when I was growing up my bestie Lisa and I used to spend our summers on her windsurfers. We would take the sails off and grab canoe paddles and use the windsurfers to paddle across the lake. Sometimes standing up. Sometimes we would even attach the windsurfers to the boat and stand on them while holding a waterski tow rope and just cruise around the lake on them (not leisurely though, we were basically waterskiing on windsurfers).

So paddleboarding was not a completely foreign concept to me. But I have never been paddleboarding like this:

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It is similar to canoeing, but you are standing on a board while paddling. I was slightly apprehensive about it because I do not have the best balance. My bestie’s dad, Daddy Brook, used to call me the Watermelon, because whatever water sport we were doing I seemed to kinda just roll off the equipment all off-balance like a giant watermelon. It was a flattering nickname.

There were seven people in our class, and our instructor did some fake land paddling with us before we were ready to take out our boards and hit up the bay. The paddleboards were basically like surfboards, only more wide.

After we got the paddle motion down, it was time for the real thing. We took our boards into the water off the beach and just paddled around for about an hour.

Our instructor was so helpful, and I’m really glad we took the lesson and didn’t just go out on our own. She kept mentioning that it was normal to feel unsteady on your feet when you stood up, and I’m so glad she did because my leg muscles felt so shaky and weird at first I would have assumed that something was wrong with me and I was going to collapse.

She also taught us how to do yoga on the paddleboard!

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Just a few basic poses, nothing too crazy. But even without the yoga it was a pretty crazy core and upper-body workout.

I am happy to report that both Hannah and I seemed to be naturals! I was definitely the first one to fall in the water though. I like to think I was just breaking the ice for everyone else so they would feel safe falling. Hannah fell second, and actually, we were the only two girls in our class who fell off their boards. Two other guys in our class fell also, but the other girls stayed upright. I think this is because Hannah and I got a bit cocky and tried to go really fast and lost our balance. And one time I fell because a bee was after me, so that was obviously not my fault.

Also, I need to just take a moment to apologize to Lake Ontario in Toronto, because yesterday I mentioned that I thought it was sketchy. It was genuinely beautiful, and the swimming conditions were perfect. The water was calm and clear and I didn’t see anything funky in it. My office bestie Lexy pointed out yesterday that I should probably give Lake Ontario a break, as she grew up swimming in it and does not have any extra limbs.

So my mistake. It was fine. All is good, and I am not currently growing a third arm. I’d swim in it again.

And I am definitely going paddleboarding again. I really loved it. It was so much fun. I wish it wasn’t so expensive or I’d go all the time! Hannah and I left the beach wet and happy, and already making plans to go back.

Have any of you guys ever tried it?

Birthday Sax

Hello there.

So last night my friends and I celebrated our friend Joanna’s 29th birthday.

I loooved Jo’s birthday dress. Just loved it. She was a radiant birthday girl.

You may remember my post about Jo’s MUZIKal birthday last year, when a bunch of girls headed downtown in a limo to the club MUZIK. It was good times for sure.

(last year’s MUZIKal girls)

Jo is definitely a fan of elaborate birthday celebrations, and I am definitely a fan of any sort of celebration, so it works out well.

This year nearly the same girls were in attendance, and we again went downtown for shenanigans. Our first stop was dinner at Spice Route, an Asian bistro + bar on King Street.

This would be me with most of my best friends from high school if you are new to my blog. They are a fun time (I will get to that).

I was a terrible blogger and did not take any pictures of my meal. No biggie though, I actually thought my dinner was terrible and I would not recommend anyone order it… I hate saying that. I really rarely complain about my food (really, I will eat and enjoy pretty much anything), but everyone who tried it agreed with me. It was called vegetable curry, but it was not a curry at all. It was almost like a really mild, tasteless teriyaki. It reminded me a lot of the chicken and vegetable teriyaki Lean Cuisine, but worse. Seriously, I was so not impressed.

Moving on though, everyone else enjoyed their meals, and I shared a pitcher of sangria with my friend Lisa and that was delicious (but I have never met a sangria I didn’t like, so…)

Joanna’s birthday cake was ridiculous!

Seriously ridiculous. I’m pretty sure it was diamond encrusted and had a HUGE flower on the front of it. It was probably the most beautiful cake I’ve ever seen. And the flavour was banana and Nutella, with buttercream icing. Just an absolute dream. I wanted to dive into it face first. But I settled for my one slice and was a happy camper. Such deliciousness should be illegal.

After dinner it was bar time! We headed to Century Room, also on King, almost directly across from Spice Route, so it worked out very well location-wise.

I am a beer drinker through and through, but we had bottle service so vodka it was! I can get down like that.

So, we brought a dollar store saxophone with us as a prop. I need to address the sax because it ended up being the highlight of the night for me. There was a lot of pretending to play George Michael’s Careless Whisper, like this fine young gent:

(Side note: that is one of the funniest videos I have ever seen, and if a shirtless man in a mullet came up to me and started playing Careless Whisper on a saxophone I would DIE. I would not be able to contain my laughter and I’m pretty sure I would actually pee my pants.)

So pretending to play Careless Whisper and getting people to dance for us was fun for a while, but then Dawn stepped it up and added alcohol (champagne actually, very classy) and a straw to the bell of the sax and would hold it out to strangers (men) and ask if they wanted to drink from it.

I could not get over how many people actually drank from the saxophone. People were actually excited to drink from the saxophone! Sometimes we didn’t even say anything, we just held the sax up to them and they would purse their lips for the straw. So trusting!

If someone came up to me and offered me a drink from their saxophone, there is no way in hell I would take it. That is just disgusting. So funny though. So, so funny.

God I loved that sax. And I’m pretty sure Ray Charles (above) drank from it and loved it.

Obviously we had the glasses also, since we never go anywhere without them.

The glasses and the saxophone were a winning combination.

We also found a very, very short man.

Please note that I am 5’9″ and I am wearing heels. Dawn is 5’4″ and there is actually a picture of her walking under his legs (I don’t know who took it, but it’s somewhere!) I have no idea how tall that guy is but I am going to guess around seven feet. Holy tall, Batman! He was so, so nice (and tall).

Just such a fun night. And I know the beautiful birthday girl had a good time, so that’s all that matters.

And in other exciting news, it turns out there was a crumb stuck under my trackpad and it is now back to normal! Yes yes.

Have a great night!

Potted Potter

I am on vacation this week! My office closes for the March break since we work with school administrators, and believe me I know how lucky I am, and I am making a point to enjoy every second.

And when I say I am off for the march break, the first thing people ask me is if I am going anywhere. So let me tell you, no I am not. It is crazy expensive to fly on the March break. The prices of everything are ridiculously jacked up. I am also trying to save my money for a couple of other trips that are coming up, so no traveling for me.

Since it is supposed to be unseasonably gorgeous this week, my plan is to spend as much time as possible outside (a lot of outdoor runs, seeeee ya treadmill!), and get shtuff done around the house. I will not be watching an entire season of Big Brother (like I did on Christmas break), nor will I be watching the entire first two seasons of Downton Abbey (Family Day long weekend), because too much of doing nothing puts me in a funk and I have learned my lesson.

Anyway, since yesterday was day one of getting stuff done around the house (plus a run, plus some shopping), I want to recap Sunday, because Sunday was FUN.

Potted Potter

My friend Lisa scored two free tickets to a play called Potted Potter through her work, and since our previous adventure with Daniel Radcliffe, she knows I heart HP as much as she does, and asked me to be her date.

I had heard very little about Potted Potter, and truthfully I thought it was a parody of Harry Potter smoking illegal substances. Even after I went to the website and saw this pic, I still thought that.

Mostly because of the guy on the right.

But it was not. Not at ALL (when I saw a bunch of children in the theatre, I realized my mistake). Nope, Potted Potter is a two-man show that tells the story of all seven Harry Potter books in 70 minutes. Impressive.

The play was at the Panasonic/Mirvish Theatre on Yonge Street in Toronto, in the gay district, which is always fun to visit.

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Upon arriving at the theatre we stopped by the food counter to check out the snack situation.

Butterbeer?! $6 or not, obviously we had to try it. I saw the guy make it and I’m pretty sure the secret ingredients are butterscotch, club soda, and whipped cream, which sounds like it would be a disgusting combination, but it was surprisingly delicious!

See the guy in the number 2 jersey behind me? That was actually Dan, one of the actors from the show. He came out before the play started and introduced himself to members of the audience, which I thought was pretty cool.

We scored some popcorn as well, and as is typical for me with movie theatre popcorn, I shoveled it into my face, one kernel after another, until it was gone less than 20 minutes into the play.

It may have looked something like this:

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The show itself was funny! I didn’t know what to expect, but the two actors were so charismatic and entertaining. I was riveted, and they had me laughing pretty hard throughout.

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(That puppet in the picture above is Dobby the house-elf, haha.)

They actually had the audience join in on a quidditch game, and we had to hit around this beach ball and try and get it into one of the two hoops that were on either side of the theatre. I like being involved in things, so I enjoyed that.

Afterwards it was so gorgeous outside that we just walked around downtown for an hour or so, people-watching and enjoying the weather, before heading into Brownstone Bistro for dinner, a cute little pub that is down the street from the theatre.

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There were a bunch of people sitting on the patio, but Lis had bare legs and we thought it would get a little chilly once the sun went down behind some buildings, so we opted to sit inside. But it was a reminder that beer-on-the-patio season is upon us and I am excited!

I really liked the atmosphere of Brownstone. We had a perfect corner table, right at a window on the Yonge intersection, and it was ideal for people-watching, which is one of my favourite sports.

Lisa-watching also.

Brownstone had a special fixed Theatre Menu…

Which neither of us ordered from. They had half-price appetizers between 4-6pm, so Lis and I shared an order of mussels.

And HOLY those were GOOD. But I was reminded that I am not the most elegant mussel eater (and that is an understatement), and I should probably never order them if I am out with someone and care about my appearance. Lisa said she wished I could see myself eating the mussels so that I could accurately depict a cartoon of myself. It was sloppy, I will just say.

For my entrée I went with the Penne Dell’ Orto.

Which was penne topped with grilled vegetables in a pesto olive oil sauce. I was impressed, it was good. Lis ordered the chicken marsala, and RAVED about it. Good food all around.

We also shared a pitcher of Stella, which I haven’t had in a while and thoroughly enjoyed.

After dinner we did some more walking around. We hit up Starbucks for some post-dinner drinks (peppermint mocha frappucino for me!), and then stopped by a huge candy store.

Where I made sweet love to a wall of Pez dispensers.

They had basically every candy imaginable, except for the one I was really looking for…Punkys!

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Anyone else remember them? They are kind of like big nerds. I used to LOVE them. I was reallllly hoping to find them, but no dice.

Anyway, enough of the ramble-fest here, it was a great day in the city. And if any of you HP fans have a chance to see Potted Potter, go! It was great!

The Time I Almost Got Arrested

It is story time my friends. But first, a little back story before we get to the cartoon fun. Bear with me for un momento.

You have may seen (heard? read?) me mention before that I grew up in the middle of nowhere. This is no exaggeration. The closest store to my house was about 7km away, and the closest city with a mall was at least 40 minutes driving. I lived basically in a forest, on a lake (perfect for seeing ghosts, and falling out of trees, as you know).

If we wanted to go shopping or to the movies, our parents had to drive us. This was very annoying, although probably more for them than us, as I am starting to realize now.

This also made going on a typical date in high school extremely difficult. My most important quality in a boy when I was 16? Having his own car. When I started dating a guy who was two years older and had his own car, well yeah, he was a catch. Ohh how my tastes have changed.

But I digress.

I grew up somewhere that was amazing, and safe for adventuring, but not the greatest for shopping, and other city activities.

However, my beautiful little Nana has always lived in Toronto, pretty close to downtown. I stayed at her house in the city quite often, and many times I brought friends along for the ride. My friend Dawn (<- remember her guest post?!) was a frequent visitor.

Staying with my Nana was always a big adventure, because we were not from “the city” and everything was new and exciting to us.

One thing that was new and exciting was the subway. Dawn and I loved taking the subway places because it made us feel independent. We weren’t old enough to drive, and buses were so confusing, but my nana had shown me the ropes of the subway, and on the subway we could actually get around! We didn’t need our parents to drop us off, we were free!

But we were not the most subway savvy…

One day in the summer when Dawn and I were about 15, we were staying at my Nana’s, and we decided to take the subway by ourselves to the mall. Conveniently enough, there was a subway stop directly across the street from my Nana’s apartment building. Once we got over there, we decided to skip the guy at the ticket counter, and just pay the machine to get our subway tokens.

If you did the self token thang, you had to put your token in a machine, and then go through a glass revolving door that would get you through to the trains. Once you paid your token and went through, the door would lock, so the next person would have to pay their token. There was also a regular door on either side of the revolving door, so people leaving the trains could get out.

Perhaps a visual will help you.

I don’t remember why, but we only paid for one token ($2). I am going to assume we only had enough change for one and were too lazy to go back to the ticket guy. We decided that it would be a good idea to put in one token, go through the revolving door together, and get to the other side to the trains. (Please note we were generally good girls, and scamming the subway isn’t something we would usually do…)

Anyway, we paid our token, and crammed into the revolving door.

And all started to go well. The door started to turn…and then it stopped. It stopped dead in the middle, leaving us trapped inside the door. We were unable to get back out to where we came from, and there was only a tiny crack to get through to the trains.

We had no idea why the door would suddenly stop and leave us trapped, but we figured it just got stuck. After being obnoxious and screaming “HELP US!”…

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We figured we had to go through the tiny crack to get out.

Dawn was first, and had minimal problems squeezing herself through. It looked promising. I was next.

I had some troubles. I could not squeeze through standing up…my big nungas (yeah, they were big even then) were hindering my escape to freedom!

After several minutes of trying unsuccessfully to squeeze my body through, I laid down on the dirty subway floor, and, arms first, tried to make my way through the crack.

Once I got past my shoulders, my nungas were once again proving to be a problem. I was stuck. Dawn grabbed my hands from the other side and pulled me, while I wiggled like a worm trying to squeeze my body through.

Oh, and I should mention, the entire time this was happening people were leaving the trains and going through the doors on either side. And staring at us like we were crazy people.

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Some people looked quite angry.

I tried to block them out and concentrate on the task at hand.

Finally, I broke free of the evil door and made it out to the other side. I got up off the floor, dusted myself off, and Dawn and I were all “Phew! That was close!” and laughed and laughed about what just happened. Why would the door just stop like that? So weird!

We made our way down to the trains to wait for the next subway.

When we arrived beside the tracks, we heard a voice on the loudspeaker.

This had no meaning to us.

And then again.

And we were all…

So we ignored the voice, and sat down nonchalantly on a bench to wait for the train.

And then we heard:

We couldn’t ignore it any longer. The voice was talking to us, and it meant serious business. The mention of the police was terrifying, so we had no choice but to go upstairs.

We went back through the doors we had squeezed through (the actual door side though), and arrived at the ticket counter, where the ticket man was waiting. He looked angrier than I had ever seen anyone look in my life. His head looked like it may explode.

We got reamed out huge.

It was very scary.


After being yelled at and told we were terrible people for several minutes, he let us off with a warning. We both had to pay again, so in the end our antics lost us $2.

And we never tried to sneak on the subway again.

The end.

Lindsey and Lisa’s Excellent (Running Date) Adventure!

Hola! I hope you guys all had a great weekend. I definitely did, but it was much too short, as most weekends are.

You may remember me mentioning on Friday that I was participating in The Running Date yesterday, which was an Amazing Race-esque event downtown Toronto that I won an entry into through Sam’s giveaway at Health, Happiness and Skinny Jeans (thank you Sam!!!). I love a good scavenger hunt, so this event sounded right up my alley.

Since Andrew was unable to make it, and the event was made for couples, I brought along my friend Lisa as my backup date!

I brought a couple pairs of glasses along as well, as you never know when they might be needed.

Lisa was the perfect date to bring actually, because she was just as enthusiastic as I was about The Running Date. We had a LOT of fun (even though we pretty much came last, but I’ll get to that). I was worried about bringing a non-lover for my date, but there were a few other couples that weren’t actually couples as well, and we didn’t have to do anything too risqué ;) .

My favourite real couple was a husband and wife who were visiting from Colorado, and just arrived on Friday night. I guess they were googling things to do in the city and found this so they decided to register and get to know Toronto! Lisa and I thought that was cute.

I met Lisa at her apartment in Toronto around 9am, and we took public transit over to the University of Toronto campus, where The Running Date home base was located.

We registered our team (team name Lindsey and Lisa’s Excellent Adventure), and picked up our race kit, which included snazzy and official-looking bibs.

So we didn’t look too crazy running around the city like maniacs with our bibs on. But still a little crazy. Actually, apparently one of my beautiful blog readers saw and recognized me! (I am excited about this because I don’t think it has happened before.)

Ana, you should have said hi!

Anyway, after a presentation from the organizers outlining the rules, we received our clue sheets so we could get on our way.

You had 4 hours to figure out each of the 6 locations using the clues, and then somehow get to the location to compete in a challenge. The race spanned a large area, from the UofT campus all the way down to the lake. You were allowed to take public transit (bus, subway, streetcar, etc.) to get to a location but you could not drive or take a taxi. We definitely utilized public transit a few times, as some of the locations were far apart.

Also, you were encouraged to use a smartphone, and I really do not see how anyone could have done this without one. I had my face glued to my iPhone pretty much the entire time, even when I was running.

The first couple that completed the required challenge at each location and made it back were the big winners.

There was an additional sheet with 5 extra challenges that you could complete on your own as well. A couple I remember are take a picture of yourself hugging a stranger while holding a sign that says “Free Hugs”, and take a picture of yourself giving an elderly couple a postcard with hearts on it (finding a postcard with hearts on it was no easy feat!). Each of those additional challenges that you did not complete would cost your team 25 minutes off your time. We did not complete all of those challenges because we were running out of time at the end and just wanted to finish the checkpoints.

Now that I re-read our clue list, the answers look pretty obvious to me, but they were hard. Especially when we were in frantic race-mode. While the other couples (30 in total) immediately sat down and got to work figuring out the clues, Lisa and I decided to just start running. This was a very bad decision, and I believe it was ultimately our downfall. We had no idea where we were going or what we were looking for. We didn’t stop to plan a route, so we ended up zigzagging all over the place, which cost us a lot time.

No worries though, it was a seriously fun time (and a good workout, we ran a lot), and it was a great way to explore the city.

Oh yeah, it rained. Quite a lot. And it was cold and very windy. We were still in great spirits though. We laughed pretty much the entire day.

Our first stop was at Yulla (clue #3), a sushi restaurant in the Financial District. The challenge here was pretty fun. I had to make a sushi roll, blind-folded, while Lisa gave me instructions.

And here is how that turned out.

Oh well, I don’t think attractiveness earned any extra points. And it still tasted good!

Yeah, we also had to eat it…

We are going for a romantic Lady and the Tramp spaghetti thing in this blurry picture.

Another location was the Museum of Inuit Art by the water front (clue #6), which I never even knew existed and was seriously cool. I wish we could have stayed in there for longer.

For this challenge I had to run quickly through the museum, pick a piece of art to sculpt with play-dough, and bring my sculpture back for Lisa to view. She then had to sketch my sculpture and bring her sketch with her back into the museum to see if she could find the piece of art.

We had some troubles with this, as I chose to sculpt the first Inukshuk I saw, which Lisa somehow missed when she went into the museum herself, but instead found an entire cabinet of them just after my original Inukshuk… We had to redo that challenge, needless to say. Inukshuk overload.

We stopped for lunch at a little deli inside the same building (I know, who stops for lunch during a race?), as we were both starving and were having trouble figuring out a couple of the clues on an empty stomach.

I chose a chicken avocado wrap that I had high hopes for, but sadly was only okay. We should have got street meat! I am regretting this.

It worked though, as soon as we had food in our belly we had no problem figuring out the tricky clues we were having trouble with.

One led us to a cute little video shop (clue #1)…

That also served gellato! At the challenge here we had to draw a movie title from a box and then act out the movie. We got Dirty Dancing, and I am not going to lie, I can do a pretty good Patrick Swayze ;) .

The video shop was in a vibrant little neighbourhood that I had never been in before.

And our last stop of the day was at the Tea Dynasty (clue #5), where we had to smell three containers of tea leaves and guess the flavours of tea.

The flavours were peach, apple, and milk. It took us a couple tries to get milk, such a random flavour for tea! Sounds pretty gross actually.

And finally we were done! We raced back to UofT and arrived at the finish line at 3:28, two minutes before disqualification and second to last, haha.

But you know it isn’t about just winning, it is about having fun, and we definitely did! We were excited just to finish :) .

It was SUCH a fun day. What a seriously great idea for a date. I would definitely compete in something like this again. Lis and I are already talking about next year, and if we do this again we plan to take it more seriously and maybe actually try to win.

We didn’t win any prizes, which consisted of iPad for first place, a couples’ helicopter ride over Niagara Falls for second place, and dinner at the CN Tower’s 360 restaurant for third (we actually made friends with the third place team, they were pretty funny.)

I hope you guys enjoyed reading my long-winded recap, and enjoy the rest of your Sunday! I do not feel like making dinner at all, and PB and jam sandwiches are sounding pretty good to me right about now.

Catcha lata!

Would you participate in something like The Running Date? Or have you ever participated in something similar?