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| - My friend and I were exploring Toronto for the day when we became lost. There we were, just off of Bloor Street with our giant, 10-pound bags from Honest Ed's, a non-functioning GPS, and my friend's two kids in tow. Lost.
Exhausted from searching for our car, we walked past The Bike Joint. A kind employee was just getting on his bike, ready to leave work, when he saw the grief on our faces (or perhaps our audible complaints.) He offered his assistance. We told him the intersection where we parked our car, and he knew right where to send us. (Boy, had we wandered far in the opposite direction!)
Before we parted, the employee ran into the shop and gave us a map of Toronto. He pointed out where we were, and said, "Remember, if you ever need help, just stop in a bike shop!"
I was impressed with his courtesy, especially as it was the end of his workday. Kindness goes a long way, and I'm glad to have experienced some Toronto hospitality. And yes, we arrived back at our car with ease.
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