My colleague just made me a cup of coffee yesterday, and something about it tasted just like Tim Horton’s. For real. I was in a state of Happy Tim-ness all afternoon. Kind of riduculous, eh? People here are always amazed when I tell them of the line-ups outside any Tim Horton's each morning. They just have no concept. Maybe it really is something one needs to see to believe. I met one person (a Brit) who was explaining to an other the phenomenon of the Tim Horton's Drive Through (or "thru" as I think the sign reads). It was like he was describing another planet. Very amusing.
In other news, I'm heading off to Paris this afternoon with two of my friends for the weekend. It never ceases to amaze me that I can hop on the tube, hop on a train at Waterloo and be in Paris in just over the time it would take me to drive to my parent's house from Toronto at home (or about the same time if you include the obligatory stop at Tim Horton's at the Brock Rd exit on the 401 - see importance of Tim's, above).
Anyway, my little break is over now, so I should get back work...
Au revior, mes amies! Bonjour Paris!
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