I got spoiled years ago by attending a Pride Parade party in an apartment overlooking Yonge Street. Ever since then, standing in the hot sun for three hours just hasn’t appealed to me. So now we skip the parade in favour of Family Pride.
There’s always tons of activities for the kids to do and usually some sort of bouncy castle or other kid friendly excitement to be had.
This year the star attraction was a miniature VIA Rail train. And boy did it ever zip around that schoolyard. We zigzagged and spun around in circles at the back of the yard are few times; and not slowly.
My already fragile stomach from last night’s festivities wasn’t too pleased with all the spinning around. But the girls were having a great time and aside from my queasiness I have to admit that I felt like a little kid too.