I had arranged to spend my last day in Toronto with my good friend. I was so looking forward to our day together - and arrived in Toronto soooo s i c k ....the flu hit me hard, but I persevered. I sat in the front seat of the car (like a wet dishrag) while she drove me all around our old haunts - Andy's old house on Westmount Park Road, The Hobbit Hole, Kensington Market, and all around downtown Toronto. Although I was deathly ill I had a great day and look forward to my next visit when I can actually walk and talk. She dropped me back at the hotel (at my request) and I slept for 12 hours straight. At least I got my money's worth out of that room!