And now on Saturday, September 9, it was time for the ostensible reason I was in Toronto: the Spartan Ontario Beast! Since the race was in the afternoon, I decided to fuel up that morning by having a generous helping of oatmeal with breakfast, and then followed that up with some pastries and doughnuts that I normally avoid. But finding the place turned out to be a challenge. I drove up to the town of Barrie (pronounced like the name "Barry") and then spent too much time driving in circles looking for Highlands Nordic. Since, as always, I had data roaming on my phone turned off, I couldn't just take out my phone and look it up on Google Maps. I actually had to stop and ask a few people for directions. But, I eventually found the place.

On this day I'd decided I wanted to go check out a smaller city in the area. After all, I was paying for a rental car, so may as well use it for something. I wanted to check out Kitchener and London, but only had time for one. I decided to go with Kitchener, since it was known for having German heritage (it was originally named Berlin and changed during the first World War), and I naturally assumed I could go to a Biergarten and get a nice frothy mug of German lager. Big mistake that was. You know what they say happens when you assume...

The first half of my second Toronto day was taken up by the Royal Ontario Museum. This is a huge museum that covers just about every time period there is, showcasing artifacts from Precambrian fossils to 1700s porcelain and pretty much everything in between. Here's just a smattering of it...

A year before this trip I ventured all the way from my then-home in San Antonio, Texas to the Owl's Head ski resort in Québec to do a Spartan Super. Then the next day I pulled a volunteer shift so I could get a free race later. At the time I had assumed that my free race credit would work for any Spartan Race, but it turns out it was only valid in eastern Canada! So, of course, I had no choice but to cross the border yet again.