When I buy a book…
“When I buy a new book, I read the last page first. That way, in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.” – When Harry Met Sally
My wife dragged my kids and me down to the “Word on the Street” festival at Queen’s Park yesterday. I shouldn’t really say “dragged” down as we went rather willingly. But it was most definitely her choice. She is after all the author in the family.
I didn’t know what to expect as I had never been before. I was quite surprised at the number of people there. Who knew Toronto had so many literates??
Anyway, I enjoyed it a lot – the weather was great, there was lots for the kids to see and do, books were super cheap etc.
My only real gripe would be the lack of any maps or signage to let you know what the heck was where. There was row upon row of tents set up the whole way around Queen’s Park. Most of the tents had 4 accessible sides with a separate vendor at each. Thus, you’d really have to circle EVERY tent to see what was where. This would be a difficult task for a solo, able bodied person, trying to weave their way in and out of all the people – but try it with a double stroller. Around the fat lady eating corn, down the curb, over some wires, past the ice cream cart (“Daddy I want ice cream!”), only to find out that the vendor on the far side of the tent was selling “Rarnaby Budge” by Charles Dikkens. That’s Dikkens with two Ks, the well-known Dutch author. Right! Back past the ice cream cart (“Mommy! I want ice cream PLEEEASE!”, over the wires, up the curb, past the fat lady with corn (n.b. now on her 2nd piece) and on to the next tent.
As you can see, we spent much of our time trying to get to places we weren’t sure we wanted to get to. Even finding the large children’s section wasn’t without its challenges. For next year….Some signage people – please! Otherwise we had a blast…