Scarborough/Milton
I Left for Yonge
I left for Yonge at 8:00 a.m., and walked a small piece of this longest street in the world. You can check it out with Guinness. It's just under 1900 kilometres long, or 1,178 miles in distance, taking you to Rainy River, where on the other side of the waterway you have Minnesota in the U.S.A.
Yes, I walked a chunk of it on foot. Beautiful day. I was en route to Scarborough to be the Sunday Open House speaker, when a driver picked me up near Eglinton. He was quite the far-out guy.
As we drove along, he pointed to the grocery store in his neighbourhood. "I was on cocaine and I used to steal my food from there."
"What happened?"
"They finally caught me and asked, "Why are you doing this?"
"Then what?"
He explained that it gave him a reality check. "I stopped doing it from then on."
We arrived at our destination. Got inside. Spoke. Sang. Ate. I persuaded attendees to sponsor Bhagavad-gitas—160 hard-bound books for hospitals, prisons and hotel/motels.
We drove to Milton and arrived early. Santa was charming the kids at Grace Church in the downtown. We had time to kill so we walked through the historic town.
The driver talked more about himself. "I dance to kirtan in my apartment, which has no furniture, and the guy below me bangs on the ceiling,” he said, with a wholesome pride.
"You're interesting," I said.
The driver danced at Milton's Open House. We managed to get 111 Gitas sponsored. A good day!
May the Source be with you!
7 km
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