Jazz Festival

I've been in Toronto for a week now and have been having a great time. I arrived at Toronto airport with my enormous board bag and my back pack and Peggy (my cousin's partner) was there waiting for me. When she saw my head poking out from behind all my stuff I'm sure she was glad she had brought Adams truck to pick me up. Adam and Peggy live in a beautiful part of Toronto called the Beaches. For my fellow Aucklanders it's a lots like Devonport. Quiet, tree lined streets; pretty, little old houses and it's a ten minute walk down to lake Ontario. Which is like the sea except fresh water and freezing cold.
The weekend just been was the Beaches Jazz festival and it was so much fun. The main street gets blocked off and there are musicians every 50 meters or so, playing some great music. Adam and I went down all three night's and walked the street stopping off for a beer when we got thirsty. Peggy and some of their friends joined us for the second two nights and we had dinner out on the patio of The Lion on the Beach Friday night then another restaurant (can't remember the name sorry) on Saturday night. So I forgive you for thinking that Sunday was a slow day....not if Adam, Peggy, Andy and Paddy have anything to do with it. We went off rock climbing in the local gym. After all the drinking and eating we had done it was nice to get some exercise. I now know word's like "on belay" and "take" and "I'm to tired and sore can we stop now!". We went climbing again on Monday night and I think I did a bit better, but I tell you what I was sore on Tuesday.
Time for some pics. They will explain the Jazz festival better then my words can.
Later
Jo

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