Welcome to “the true north, strong and free.” I’m safely ensconced in a lovely hotel built on the site of the old Kroehler Furniture Factory. They provide high-speed internet access that is slightly flakey — the speed fluctuates between 11 Mbps and 1, and the signal strength goes from very good to very low, but compared to what I had last year — nothing — I’ll take it. And it’s free.
Outlook doesn’t work here. MSN doesn’t think globally unless it’s hiring tech support in Bangalor. I can suffer through getting e-mail through Hotmail, though.
Anyway, I’m glad to be here — to be in a country where, as protogenes notes, being a liberal isn’t a dirty word; it’s a party!
Tonight we have dinner at a place called The Bistro, then to see Noel Coward’s Fallen Angels.
Go here to see the entire Stratford Festival line-up and follow along as I take in the theatre.