TIFF07: prelude (getting there)
just in case anyone is reading this: I made it.
I'm looking out the window at toronto.
and the day went something like this:
- Wake up at 7 to order the one extra ticket for the last movie I wanted to see (Sukiyaki Western Django--which looks awesome).
- Wait for a busy TIFF server to finally let me through, only to discover that said movie (for the showing I wanted) was sold out.
- Try to buy a ticket for the midnight showing, and two other movies to cap off my festival
- Get denied.
- Sort out parts of my life, via e-mail.
- Fall asleep.
- Wake up to a phone call from Amtrak, the train is 40 minutes behind schedule.
- Fall asleep.
- Call mother, ask for sinus medication (since I've gotten about 8 times sicker than I was yesterday)
- Sleep some more.
- Wake up, shower, give my mom directions to get to me, open the door and then
- Have tea with mom, emily and cooper (video teachers from school who were wonderful enough to give me a ride to the station)
- Start walking to the car, break my suitcase handle.
- Get to the station. Wait. and Wait. And Wait. The train is supposed to leave at 12:40, it shows up at 2pm.
- Sit on a train, sick, listening to music. Wait even longer, since there's construction on the rails.
- Take off my headphones to hear a woman two seats behind me, belching. THE ENTIRE RIDE. I'm guessing it's a disorder.
- Finally get to the border around 6:15, wait there until 7:30.
- Arrive at Toronto at 9:30.
- Take the subway out to Landsdowne. Walk two very sketchy blocks with an enormous suitcase and backpack, wearing a sweater and a blazer because the train was so cold. Now it's got the opposite effect.
- Get to the place I'm staying (at Darren's, who happens to be awesome), and realize that it's on the 5th floor.
- Lug my suitcase and backpack up 5 flights of stairs, still in a blazer and sweater.
- Put the key into the door, only to realize it doesn't work.
- Buzz random stranger (Darren's neighbor) to get let in.
- Put my stuff down, try to get online, it isn't working. Flip out.
- Run to the corner store to get a key copied, so I can get in all week. The two guys who worked there had a fun time making the key, but luckily it worked.
- Walk back up 5 flights of stairs. Return the neighbor's key. Realize I'm starving, since all I had today was a bowl of cereal, some candy bars, and sinus meds.
- Get a pizza from the Dominos right outside, come back upstairs, fix the internet.
- Eat the pizza. It was a surprising pizza, the opposite of Dominos in the states. It almost reminds me of... Digiorno.
- Blog.
And now I'm going to rest. On tomorrow's agenda: Fix a bike tire, try not to get sucked into the streetcar rails and ruin said bike/my skull. Pick up my tickets. Exchange currency. Try to get that one ticket. Maybe wait in a rush line and see a movie. And try to get rid of the sinus issues.
Long day, but it's over now. I'm still in one piece.
I'm looking out the window at toronto.
and the day went something like this:
- Wake up at 7 to order the one extra ticket for the last movie I wanted to see (Sukiyaki Western Django--which looks awesome).
- Wait for a busy TIFF server to finally let me through, only to discover that said movie (for the showing I wanted) was sold out.
- Try to buy a ticket for the midnight showing, and two other movies to cap off my festival
- Get denied.
- Sort out parts of my life, via e-mail.
- Fall asleep.
- Wake up to a phone call from Amtrak, the train is 40 minutes behind schedule.
- Fall asleep.
- Call mother, ask for sinus medication (since I've gotten about 8 times sicker than I was yesterday)
- Sleep some more.
- Wake up, shower, give my mom directions to get to me, open the door and then
- Have tea with mom, emily and cooper (video teachers from school who were wonderful enough to give me a ride to the station)
- Start walking to the car, break my suitcase handle.
- Get to the station. Wait. and Wait. And Wait. The train is supposed to leave at 12:40, it shows up at 2pm.
- Sit on a train, sick, listening to music. Wait even longer, since there's construction on the rails.
- Take off my headphones to hear a woman two seats behind me, belching. THE ENTIRE RIDE. I'm guessing it's a disorder.
- Finally get to the border around 6:15, wait there until 7:30.
- Arrive at Toronto at 9:30.
- Take the subway out to Landsdowne. Walk two very sketchy blocks with an enormous suitcase and backpack, wearing a sweater and a blazer because the train was so cold. Now it's got the opposite effect.
- Get to the place I'm staying (at Darren's, who happens to be awesome), and realize that it's on the 5th floor.
- Lug my suitcase and backpack up 5 flights of stairs, still in a blazer and sweater.
- Put the key into the door, only to realize it doesn't work.
- Buzz random stranger (Darren's neighbor) to get let in.
- Put my stuff down, try to get online, it isn't working. Flip out.
- Run to the corner store to get a key copied, so I can get in all week. The two guys who worked there had a fun time making the key, but luckily it worked.
- Walk back up 5 flights of stairs. Return the neighbor's key. Realize I'm starving, since all I had today was a bowl of cereal, some candy bars, and sinus meds.
- Get a pizza from the Dominos right outside, come back upstairs, fix the internet.
- Eat the pizza. It was a surprising pizza, the opposite of Dominos in the states. It almost reminds me of... Digiorno.
- Blog.
And now I'm going to rest. On tomorrow's agenda: Fix a bike tire, try not to get sucked into the streetcar rails and ruin said bike/my skull. Pick up my tickets. Exchange currency. Try to get that one ticket. Maybe wait in a rush line and see a movie. And try to get rid of the sinus issues.
Long day, but it's over now. I'm still in one piece.
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