
People think I’m crazy because I enjoy the solitary drive to and from Toronto.
Why on earth would ANYONE want to spend 5-6 hours isolated in a tiny automobile? For one thing, Tim Horton’s coffee tastes better when you’re in a Kingston rest-area surrounded by the Kingston regulars (Is it just me, or are they still stuck in the '90s?) I could be crazy… but using my sleeve to open doors in their truck stops is NOT the reason why I enjoy the drive.
Nor is it the scenery, or the cushier Ontario roads.
It’s all about the music in my car.