This is my overview video of my “Filmmaker of the Year” grand prize trip from Tripfilms. It’s pretty hard to capture my entire trip in just one video, and yet I still tried. In case this gets you itchin’ for more of my South America travels, you can check out my other posts about the trip here.
Walking in the Entertainment District of Downtown Toronto, I discovered their Walk of Fame. It’s actually called Canada’s Walk of Fame, and it honors well known Canadians with a tile on the pavement, just like in Hollywood. People like Michael J. Fox, William Shatner, Jim Carrey, Wayne Gretzky, Alex Trebek, Shania Twain, and Joni Mitchell. Or Robbie Robertson, the guitar player for The Band:
Looking at these names really pointed out to me what influence Canadians have had in the entertainment industry. Sure, I knew a lot of America’s well known comedians are actually Canadian (Dan Aykroyd, Martin Short, Mike Myers), but there are some seriously heavy hitting entertainers from Canada. Louis B. Mayer? As in Metro-
Since I live in Los Angeles, I couldn’t stop myself from comparing Canada’s Walk of Fame to Hollywood’s Walk of Fame. I made a pros/cons list for Canada’s. Here it is:
-Doesn’t smell like urine.
-No homeless guys sleeping in doorways.
-Refreshing lack of racist cartoon characters posing for pictures.
-Next to a lovely park.
-Traffic not congested and the drivers are very polite.
-You always feel safe walking down the street.
-Not even one juiced up dude reeking of cologne.
-Aspiring, amateur “musicians” aren’t busking on the street hoping to be discovered by an agent.
-Devoid of party girls drunkenly stumbling along the sidewalk on a “girls night out” bender.
-It’s not Hollywood.
So I’m up in Toronto for a travel blogging convention called TBEX (Travel Blog Exchange). Yeah, they actually have a convention for travel bloggers. Go figure. But I guess it’s pretty easy to fill an international travel convention with travel bloggers, since travel bloggers like to travel. This could be the most meta convention there is, unless steel workers are having one at a construction site somewhere.
That’s not why I’m writing this post. I’m writing this post because for the first time in my life, I’m staying in a hotel room by myself. Here’s a picture:
Here’s another one:
Huge, right? Now, this isn’t me bragging. First off, I wouldn’t be staying at this place if it weren’t for the incredible TBEX discount I got. And still, even with the discount, I’m spending more on accommodations than I’ve ever spent before anywhere. But the price does include a hot breakfast, free internet, and the hotel is right in downtown Toronto, a few minutes walk from the convention. As the TV show Parks and Recreation says, “Treat yourself.” The room is twice as expensive as a hostel, but I would argue it’s at least three times as luxurious. So if I go by my sound, mathematical logic, I’m making out pret-ty well.
I’ve stayed in hotel rooms before, but I’ve always shared them. I’ve had to share the bathroom and the closet space and argue over what to watch on TV. And when I stayed in hostels? Forget it. It’s communal everything in those places. Not so in Toronto. Right now, I feel like Kevin McCallister in Home Alone after he happily realizes he has the entire house to himself. And then he has that really fun montage of all the awesome stuff he does, like ordering a cheese pizza and scaring the delivery guy with firecrackers.
I’m basically living that movie. I have a lovely hotel room just for me. Already, I’ve taken advantage of my independence. Just scattered my luggage throughout the room. I’ve got the space! Why not? And it’s not like someone’s going to tell me to put it away neatly. I can do whatever I want! I’m an adult! Yeah, I don’t need six pillows on my bed, but they gave me six pillows. I’m going to sleep with six pillows! It’s possible. I’ll figure out how. Don’t have to close the door when I use the bathroom. Who’s going to look? No one! I’m an adult!
I know later in Home Alone, Kevin gets incredibly lonely and realizes he can’t live without his family. But that’s after, like, a lot of real fun scenes. Remember when he buys the toothpaste and has to run onto the skating rink to escape a policeman? Or when he scares off bumbling burglars with his quick thinking and keen use of shadow puppets? I mean, yeah, eventually Kevin looks deep within himself and realizes human connections are crucial to experiencing life at its fullest, but I’m not going to get all existential over one weekend alone in a hotel room. Nope. It’s just giant bowls of ice cream and watching late night scary movies for me.
Quebec has an island the size of Manhattan, and all they do there is grow delicious, organic food. Well, that’s not all they do there, but basically, yeah. Lots of farmers. Oh, and did I mention they have wineries? I’d say a day trip to Il D’Orleans is essential for your Quebec trip. That is, if you enjoy delicious food, pastoral views, and happiness.
If you want to explore the coastline of Quebec on a boat, you can do that. You shouldn’t, though. If I were you, I’d spend your time doing something else. You still should watch the video, though. It explains why your time is better spent somewhere else.
“Robert,” you might be saying, “I don’t want to watch all of these videos on Quebec City. There are sooo many! Isn’t there one video that gives an overview of that quaint city with a healthy does of European sensibilities?” Yes there is. This is that video.