Saturday, June 10, 2023. After days of packing, weeks of prepping, months of planning, and years of anticipating, the day finally came for us to head to CANADA! For the first time ever, the cats were dropped off at the boarding place, the house was clean, and we were ready to leave on time! So we moved the bags to the driveway and waited for our cab. 5 minutes… 10… 15 minutes went by and still no cab. Carson finally broke down and called the company to get their ETA. Welp, it would appear that our vehicle was stuck in traffic out at the American Family Championship Golf Tournament in town and would be another 20ish minutes before they could get to us. So it looked like we would get to drive ourselves to the airport. First crisis of the trip averted! 

We eventually made it to the airport, checked our bags, cleared security, and still had time for breakfast (muffins) while we waited for boarding. 

We connected through Detroit and into Toronto without any issues. 

Customs was eerily efficient but no passport stamps for any of us. 🙁 Apparently they don’t do that any more? 

We picked up our luggage from the carousel, snagged a Ford Edge from National, and headed across town. We pulled up to the apartment building we booked and Carson dropped me off so I could run inside to figure out how to get into our unit. Welp, according to the not-very-happy security guard on duty, we were supposed to have received an email with all of the details regarding how to access the apartment and garage. So, back to the car, and sure enough, Carson found the email with a very detailed scavenger hunt for how to find the fob for accessing the building and garage (Hint: it was in a lockbox connected to the bike rack at the Tim Hortons across the street from the apartment building. A real life letterbox!). We used the fob to enter the underground garage where we begin scavenger hunt #2: a search for our assigned parking spot. Two u-turns and two additional garage doors later, we located our stall.  

Using the fob again, we gained super (not-so-secret) access to floor 32 of our round apartment building. Then, using an old-timey thing called a key, we unlocked the door and finally made it to our destination.

After the proverbial claiming of beds, we hauled back downstairs to try dinner at the restaurant in the adjacent building. We quickly learned that there was a 40 minute wait. So we added our names to the list, and went across the street to let the girls play while we tried to figure out a possible plan b for dinner. 

Plan b turned into dinner from a place called Bobo Bento Box. 

We took it to-go and ate it up in the apartment. The girls had the orange chicken, Carson had beef in a Chinese black pepper sauce, and I had chicken in teriyaki sauce. Very yummy! 

As we wrapped up our arrival in Toronto and started to settle in, the girls rotated through showers and into bed for some well deserved sleeps!