Walking Tour: Yonge Street, Canada

9/17/2016

I'm in Canada for my brother's wedding, so between family meals, traveling by bus or walking, I am taking in the textures, smells and energy of this becoming-familiar street. I like collecting the still-life images of places people rush through. I like absorbing its detail and listening to the story in its underbelly. I'm amused that nearby tucked away on the ground floor of a fancy hotel, we would be celebrating love. Outside, Yonge Street lay its heart bare and I stopped to listen.

It is neat. All metal, glass and stone are in their places and out of the way. So much gray and yet, I saw very little sadness in it, except for the occasional homeless person(s) parked strategically near the mall or other stores. I won't forget the moment one, slipped from the street and appeared opposite the buffet table in front me during the wedding reception and dipped his hand into the warm stew chicken before he was removed. I've seen their living quarters spread beneath them on a blanket, surrounding by transparent ethereal glass through which they watch the people pass.

Beauty busts in small explosive colors in miniature gardens. And nature splashes bold art pieces on the boring walls. Every where, men are working with liquids or paste

A riot of sensual detail: Asian gold, continental breakfast, soft yellow eggs and the swirl of cinnamon, the fuel through which I digest the street, observing its exquisite manner of capturing its movement in the flight of birds and rolling waves in some of its walls.

Art is every where. And I am reminded that there is life in the dark beneath this street, where shared bicycles wait in line to be used and generous musicians strike sparks in unfamiliar instruments, electricuting the air with emotion.

There is a lot a busy street can tell you especially if you choose to slow down and discover roads frequently travelled. What's your favorite part of this Yonge Street experience?

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