Staying at a hotel near Toronto's airport, I found myself alone in my bed on a Sunday night, watching Karate Kid on the TV...Before Daniel-san was waxing Miyagi's car, I called downstairs for a cab and a recommendation for a local bar.
Arizona Bar was recommended and only a 5 minute cab ride from most area hotels (it's extremely close to the airport). It was a night filled with ice cold Canadians (the beer, not the staff) and flirty bartenders who teased the locals as well as travellers throughout the night. Sitting at the bar, I met quite a few people...
Watched quite a bit of hockey that night, and learned about the Nicaraguan economy.
As the bar closed down, I found it hard to get a cab, so I went to a near by donut shop, grabbed a bite and had the gentleman there ring me one...