the past and the present

Traveled to Port Hope on VIA rail this evening. Arrived at the Port Hope train station off the 401 at the south end of town. Station was deserted. Called for a cab to get to the hotel.

Cabby very friendly - looked like a hard-rocking guy. Possibly played in a band, possibly still does, or possibly had dreams of it and never did instead listening always and drinking hard.

He asked where I was from. Said he moved out here from Toronto twenty years ago. Said Port Hope is where all the Toronto exiles go. I said I wondered where I might end up and now the mystery appears solved. The odds of this replicating my brother’s overnight trip to Montreal are slim. more »