Day 13: Rain Rain Rain

The iphone told me that it would take me 8 hours to reach Toronto. FAIL. 12 hours. and all of it soggy, overcast, and down right wet. I walked to my car outside Joy's apartment to find it nearly flooded.

Some of the upholstery like the floor mats were soaked and luckily I didn't have anything valuable in the floor of the car. I dried it out some and kept the air conditioning on for the remainder of the day to act as dehumidifier. The rain had dine a number on the roads as well, with this poor sports car stuck in the flooded out freeway

The rest of the drive as I said was long and rainy. I stopped at a fast food place called Culver's for luch as I had never heard of them before, kept seeing them all through the midwest and their featured burger was called the butterburger. It was okay. I don't know why I felt the need to eat fast food, but it seemed very midwest to me and so, when in Rome..... One thing they featured on the mune was deep fried Cheese Curds. I needed to find out more. not so good. no squeak and really heavy. too heavy. Cheese Curd=yum, Deep Fried Cheese Curds=gross. I had a lovely "chat" with the customs agent at the border who let me through wishing me good fortunes on my trip and sailed in to Canada. This is now officially the Great (North) American Road Trip. The rain continued and I proceeded to get turned around outside Toronto. Very confusing highway system up here in the north. I finally found my way to my destination, the Gravity Center, a circus performance space converted out of an old Vaudeville house via warehouse space. My friend and fellow Lost Penguin (the name of our Burning Man camp) Kitchen God Dave (KGD for short, or just Dave) co hosts a monthly cabaret called the Lunacy Cabaret in Toronto and I got there for the second half and then after party. I felt like I was at home. no really.

This was thew wall in one of the performer's rooms. He also had an amazing collection of creepy clowns

and we spent the night hanging out with lost Penguins old and new. Some who had just been to the burn for their first time and were on their way back to Australia, some of whom I had camped with a few years back from Toronto, and some I had never met before, but knew who they were via camp lore. It was really great. One a Penguin always a Penguin. Ark Ark.

Day 13: Rain Rain Rain

Toronto, Canada