Ravings of a Textual Deviant

I must say that I am amazed at the sheer number and variety of museums and tourist attractions along the 401 between Windsor and Toronto. Leaving out the porn and gambling in Windsor itself, I remember seeing, in no particular order, signs for tropical gardens, golf courses, Ontario’s largest indoor amusement park, a winery, a butterfly conservancy, The Canadian Medical Hall of Fame, The Windsor Wood Carving Museum, and (I swear I’m not making this up) Wally World. It’s southern Ontario’s tourism corridor, I tell you. And I’m quite grateful for the occasional sign, because the rest of the 401 is a lot of well-fertilized fields.

Toronto, on the other hand, is quite the Major Metropolitan Area. It springs out of nowhere; one minute, the 401 is a four-lane road through farmland; the next thing you know, there are ten lanes on the 401 proper, and three additional lanes in each direction of connectors. Everyone on the road knew exactly where they were going, while simultaneously trying to read the mapquest directions, spot the exit, and figure out how far 6 kilometers is in miles. Still, we made it in approximately the same amount of time estimated by mapquest (despite traffic in Detroit and Windsor and a couple of minor navigational mishaps–not my fault).

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