Spent most of the morning at the hotel.
For lunch I went across the street and bought the same burger as I got one of my first days here. Chased it down with a can of Pepsi.
In the afternoon I went down to Chinatown. It was OK.
In Chinatown, outside Kung Fu Tea. |
I then went back to the hotel and headed down to the area near Second City.
I stood in the longest line at Sweet Jesus for a vanilla cone. This time I got rainbow jimmies, or as they call them up here, "sprinkles".
Afterwards I caught the 8:35 showing of a movie from Mexico, Tigers Are Not Afraid. It's a horror flick that's two years old. I had trouble following some of it. Maybe some of it was lost in translation. Though, I can see why that Hellboy director gave it a blurb: Tigers is a lot like his Pan's Labyrinth where the fantasy element is probably not real and all in the girl's head.
The TIFF movie theatre, where I saw Tigers Are Not Afraid. Beautiful inside! I can see why, next to Sundance, it's a vanguard in indie cinema. |
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