I've landed! An unremarkable trip to Toronto and an easy installation into my furnished apartment on Wood Street leaves me anxious to meet with the surgeons on Monday and get this show on the road! I have heard of people receiving lungs the first day they were listed. Failing that wishful thinking, this spot should be very interesting once I get my bearings.

I'm on the 30th floor and my balcony looks south over the core of downtown and the lakes where I can watch tiny sailing races on any given day. There is a distinct feeling of being in a Jetson's TV show as the air traffic is amazing...bright orange copters and sleek jets heading for Toronto island whiz by my balcony dodging spires and other high rises.

The first day I was called to the balcony because a pipe and drums parade was going by..what a royal welcome for an arriving Nova Scotian. The days have contained everything from VERY loud presentations by hari krishna, rock singers, baladeers and middle eastern singing groups. I haven't quite located the source but the buildings amplify the sound so it comes in loud if not clear. Oh, the buzz of a city.

I have yet to go out and explore as my scooter is not yet here. But Andree has done a recconoiter for me and has located the most important things, food, a pub, the library, an LCB.

On her first trip out she was asked directions from a woman. Andree told them she'd been in Toronto only one hour. She exchanged information with the woman and found that she was a Newfoundlander who wa accompanying a woman waiting for a double lung transplant...and where did she live? The apartment next to mine! Were did her partner hail from? Hantsport Nova Scotia!! This trip is ruled by providence.

All this to say, first part over. And thanks again for all the people involved in just getting me here. Kansas is too busy with her new job as foredog on the Rein Tree horse training farm to have put an entry on the blog but I'm sure we'll be hearing from her soon.

Sandra