Those are the lyrics from a lesser-known Barenaked Ladies song; it's been going through my head since we rolled into Toronto! We were a little unsure of the weather today...the forecast was for clouds and rainshowers. Thankfully, the forecast was entirely wrong and we had a beautiful day for a ride to the top.
Rudy swore he didn't want to go to the top of the tower, but we didn't actually tell him what we were doing. He figured it out when we got in the glass-fronted elevator but he did fine. He said it didn't move as quickly as he thought so it was OK.
This picture was from last night on our walk to dinner. [We are loving the new camera!]
Views from the top:
On the glass floor...Brady was fine. James and Rudy were less thrilled!
We went as high as wee could - 447 meters!
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