Mums are the best, and mine is no exception. Upon hearing that I was going to travel up to Toronto from New York City via overnight bus, she kicked into full “mum mode”.
“I really don’t like the idea of you having to take an overnight bus ride after a 30+ hour flight from Australia. You’ll be too tired and stiff and this is no way to start off your trip!” she said, as somebody with a plan in action would say.
“So as an early birthday present, I am treating you to a flight to Toronto. But instead of landing at Toronto’s International Airport, you’ll land at the Island Airport – it’s much more civilized,” she announced.
Toronto’s Island Airport (officially known as Toronto City Centre Airport) is right on Lake Ontario, and has been around for yonks (which is Australian for “ages”). It is a hop skip and a jump from Toronto’s downtown core. Or more accurately, it is a short ferry ride from Toronto’s downtown core.
A very, very, short ferry ride.
In fact, I just learned today that my own home town of Toronto is home to the World’s Shortest Ferry Ride. At a whopping 120 metres (400 feet), the bloody boat is a third the size of the entire journey itself. If I could swim, I would (but wet clothing and electronics does nothing for my productivity and warmth).
Thanks, Mum, for giving me a luxurious way to return to my home town for a visit. After the world’s longest flight (or what will seem like it) from Australia, finishing off with the world’s shortest ferry ride is poetic justice.