Summer Solstice Tour of Toronto

It was the perfect day for a tour.

Four more teams go out. Four more teams go on.

I decided to take a winners lap.

Well… not quite, because the Netherlands and Argentina only drew. Had Holland won, I would have been inclined to begin my travels on King Street East. But, given the result, I decided to save that trip for this Sunday’s match against Portugal.

Speaking of Portugal, I began my cycling journey on College Street in the heart of Little Portugal, who convincingly won their group and all three matches. Certainly, the ceremonial driving-of-the-cars-while-honking-horns-and-hanging-out-window-waving-flag-like-maniac was in motion long after the final whistle.

But, the question remains. Does Portugal have a realistic shot at winning the Cup? Well, this little fan, despite her enthusiasm, doesn’t seem to think so...



Then it was off to St. Clair. I headed up Dufferin Street, but before I faced the daunting hill that nearly kills me every time, I took a breather at Dupont. On this corner (Dupont and Dufferin, South East Corner), you will find all your World Cup flag needs, from giant pillar masts to the little ones you put on your car. Clearly, some people like to buy more than one.

I asked the guys at the shop which flag they sold the most. The reply was, “Portugal man. Look at this guy!”

Finally I made it to the top of the hill. I took a little turn at St. Clair and found a group of Argentine partiers. They definitely seem to have the confidence to move forward… despite the unfortunate break up of their party by police….



Then I headed along St. Clair to Yonge. I was hoping to find some of my Mexican friends dancing close to Bathurst, but no such luck. I suppose losing to Portugal dampened their spirits, despite moving on to the next round.

Well… it’s the longest day of the year, and as the sun sets over Toronto, my eyes grow weary.


Good night.