At home with the Grahams

It's 5am here in Mississauga and I'm wide awake to the distant whoosh of the aircon. Arrived yesterday mid-afternoon after a decent cheap flight having earned a 2-seat row to myself via a well-timed whinge and a pained expression. Watched 3 movies but just realised the limited selection on Air Transat probably means I'll have nothing I want to watch on the way back...

Dear friend Toni picked me up and we spent the evening en famille (how did vertically-challenged Toni and Donald produce such giant children?!) and watching Wild with Reese Witherspoon which almost inspired me to take a big hike but I'd never manage the backpack or the lack of a shower. 

Went to sleep around 11pm with a Lemsip (of course I have another cold and claggy throat - I only had one 4 weeks ago, so it was about time) but my usual early wake-up routine has kicked in so rather than toss and turn I thought I might as well start writing this. It's kind of a diary as much as a blog so apologies if it's not very interesting yet. And I don't have any photos yet either but will try to remedy that later.

Yesterday I also became a great aunt for the 4th time - this time it's a boy called Wilson who sounds to have given mum Zena all kinds of trouble but eventually bounced into the world via Caesarian section weighing 8lbs 11oz. On the same day my friend Miranda lost her dad after a long illness, so kind of circle of life thing going on.

It was humid and chucking it down on arrival yesterday, but today promises better and Toni and I are going into Toronto. When I was here 2 years ago I didn't make it up the CN Tower because the weather was generally so misty that I would've seen diddly - but today we're booked into the revolving restaurant for lunch so this time I'll get to see the view of Lake Ontario from 553 metres (to put it in perspective, the Shard is just shy of 310). I've never suffered from vertigo - yet.....

Might try sleeping again now. Laters.