We Spent 24 Hours in Toronto

We Spent 24 Hours in Toronto

Our journey to becoming the ultimate 6ix Gods.

Living in a small town can get very repetitive, so we decided to get out of St. Catharines for the weekend and channel our inner city girls on a trip to Toronto. Being the only Canadian city most Americans have ever heard of, Toronto is a vibrant and diverse epicentre for young, ambitious people. We know what you’re thinking– why on earth would we belong here?

Well, on the hour-and-a-half drive to the city, we passed through many different towns; however, each was indistinguishable from the next- having the same plazas comprised of a Walmart, PetSmart, Swiss Chalet, LCBO, and BestBuy. In short, every suburban city in Southern Ontario is precisely the same. Hence, the desire for us to embark on our twenty-four-hour adventure to a place much different than home.

Because of the pandemic, we avoided the typical rush-hour traffic heading to Toronto and even found an excellent place to park. Truly an accomplishment. However, this was quickly overshadowed. Within the first five minutes of arriving, as we were trying to leave the parking garage, we had to overcome our first obstacle– Mira misplaced the keys somewhere inside of the car. Frantically looking for ten minutes, we finally realized that the keys were hidden inside the cupholder. This really set the tone for our entire trip.

While giving us immense stress, this parking garage also gave us a little taste of what the art scene in Toronto has to offer, with the following masterpiece below:

The minute we stepped outside, we regretted our decision to wear pants and long sleeves and missed the comfort of the refreshing air-conditioning system of our Nissan Rogue, though, we were ready to take on the city– starting on Queen Street West.

Downtown Toronto was surprisingly unpopulated, and all of the people we encountered were wearing masks (pop off public health queens).

Our first stop was at the Tribal Rhythm thrift store, which had clothing ranging from 1940s bathing suits to corsets that looked like they’d be on a discount rack at a sex shop. This store truly had everything. We ended up purchasing a cool pair of 2000s-looking sunglasses and a mask (again, pop off public health queens). We’d recommend checking this store out if you’re ever in the area.

Leaning into our newfound passion for thrifting, we decided to visit another thrift store named Black Market Clothing and found some unique pieces, as well, including this questionable top:

After looking at used clothing for hours, we decided that we wanted to ball out and explore Toronto’s luxury and streetwear options. This prompted us to embark on a thirty-six-minute trek to the Off-White store, hoping to buy matching sweaters.

Only visiting Toronto for a handful of school field trips and a Post Malone concert, we really had no idea where we were going or what our surroundings were. The entire walk we assumed every building that was old-looking and relatively large was part of the University of Toronto campus– including the Ontario Parliament building. If we had a drink for every time one of us said, “Oh, that’s U of T,” we would indeed be on the floor.

Finally, arriving at the Off-White store, we were greeted with an exceptional air-conditioning system, questioning why we even bother to go outside in the first place. Though we were initially excited to explore the store and their great sales going on, unfortunately, all of the hoodies they sold said “Toronto” on them– which didn’t really excite us that much. We actively avoided going to the OVO store for this exact reason. We get it, Drake is from Toronto which is cool and all– but this is taking patriotism to a whole new level.

Turning the corner, we realized that we had made it to Yorkville– one of Toronto’s more affluent areas and a hotspot for luxury shopping. While Yorkville is boujee as hell, we felt out of our element– especially because we were walking around with a dirt-cheap thrifted t-shirt that said “C**t” on it among a sea of people carrying the latest Chanel and Louis Vuitton bags.

Stumbling upon a plant-based restaurant, named Planta, that our parents have been talking about for months now, we decided that it would be best to grab a bite at this Yorkville patio.

The food was absolutely amazing and made us contemplate travelling one-and-a-half hours just to be able to eat there again.

At around 6:00, Mira and her fear of driving in the dark prompted us to start our early return to St. Catharines. Walking back to our car, she got a little emotional passing by people enjoying cocktails on Eataly’s Aperol Spritz Patio, stating that “It’s hard to see people living the life you were meant to live.” This sentiment further emphasized our need to return to Toronto soon.

It’s important to note that the drive to Toronto should only take an hour and a half, however with Nat’s navigation skills, an extra hour should be added onto this total. Accidentally having the “Avoid Highways” setting active on Google Maps for the first half hour of the trip back, Nat lived up to her legacy as the most geographically-challenged person on the planet, often getting distracted by her time on aux. It’s truly a tough call deciding whether to play “Whatever You Like” by T.I. or “Graduation” by JuiceWRLD.

All in all, we now have our bearings in this city– so watch out Toronto baddies and CN Tower enthusiasts. We’ll be back.