I have become Donut-Girl's condo search side-kick. She has made the decision to buy at least 5-units before changing her mind. She has changed her mind more times than I change socks...ok bad example as I can stretch a pair of socks for weeks. Donut-Girl knows what she wants but anything from the ping of an elevator door to exposed concrete on a ceiling are deal breakers.
Ana did retain a real estate agent that could double for Ricky Gervais. He has the same mannerisms of Gervais down to adding ..yeah! at the end of every sentence. "let's go look at that condo, yeah!" Forget about selling condos to picky Colombian girls and head straight to Yuk Yuks. Plus I have to provide translations for both of them. I'm the official unpaid translator. "John, what did he say I can't understand him?" or "Ana, meant to say....."
I attended the Leaf home opener last night. The Leafs are undefeated 3-0. Toronto had another festival for the artsy crowd Nuit Blanche. I have no idea what it is about but there were throngs of people up at all hours last night wandering the streets.
I had my first plantain last night (see photos below). It tastes exactly like a banana. A plantain is really just a baby banana.
They opened a French bakery next door to my building and you would think they opened a Beer Store with all the crowds. The hipsters are in there day and night. Ricky Gervais told me that they sell baby sized sandwiches for the price of adult ones.
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