As we boarded the red double-decker tour bus, I ascended the stairs to the top deck with my dad and my brother, Nate. I was excited to see the attractions of Toronto. It was summer vacation after fourth grade. Earlier in the year, we decided to take a boys’ road trip, leaving my mom and sister behind in Schwenksville. Overall, our Toronto stop was probably my favorite, right up there with Mammoth Cave in Kentucky, where I went to the bathroom 7,000 feet underground.
The bus tour began on the (technically) longest road in the world, except the name is changed at one point. We saw a strange building that I learned later was the Royal Ontario Museum. The tour guide made a joke about a 50¢ public bathroom we passed that gave you 20 minutes, “and when they were up,” the guide said, “the doors will swing open whether you’re ready or not. You will have a beautiful view of Lake Ontario, but Lake Ontario will have a beautiful view of you.”
Another stop was an unusual piece of art on the side of a building. It was a news van, the wheels still turning, protruding right from a tower. The last stop of our tour was a castle called Casa Loma. I thought it was really cool, but my brother was bored out of his mind.
My dad told me about the history. Apparently, some guy made thousands by wiring electricity to Toronto from a hydropower plant at Horseshoe Falls. He had a castle built, and there were even secret passages. In one hallway, there were a bunch of TVs with clips of movies and shows that were filmed there, and I had even seen a few of them.
Overall, I had a really great time in Toronto. My mom is telling me to write about who would like Toronto, so here you go: Everybody. Just beware the 50-cent bathrooms.
Samuel Decker is 11.