Walking in the rain
It was almost one in the afternoon when my wife and I left our house in Scarborough. Since it was her day-off from work, we thought that it would be the right time for us to spend a few hours together away from the daily cares of life.
This was last February and well, despite cold weather, we hastily hit the road wearing jackets, hat and gloves—not even the little drizzle falling on us was enough to change our mind; we were really bent on pushing our plans. Earlier in the day, I promised her that I would be the one to give her a treat either to a sumptuous lunch or dinner. We set off on foot, crossed the street just across our condo and then, took the bus going to the Kennedy train station.
From there, we took the train and dropped off at the Spading Station where we had to ride the streetcar that would take us to Toronto’s Chinatown. Our first stop was the King’s Noodles Restaurant to eat out. Lilia ordered our favourite dishes such as Hong Kong congee, chicken congee, and Chinese bread, scrimps wrapped on white flour, chicken feet and tofu with some vegetables.
While eating, we couldn’t help thinking about our son and daughter who are still living with us, so my wife decided to order dishes for takeout—soya chicken, cold cuts meats and pancit canton. Initially, I was quite hesitant to carry these stuffs while going around Chinatown but we didn’t have much choice since we were already at the restaurant.
This is our usual way of spending of free time together, our own way of bonding—first filling up our stomachs, and then walking in leisurely at Toronto’s downtown area. At least for a few hours, we could be together “alone.”
After our lunch, we went to a store selling clothes’ buttons to look for three buttons to replace the different kinds of buttons sewn on my winter jacket. Actually, I don’t see the need to have them changed because “ I feel Ok with that, ” I said to my daughter, who had told me before “ it’s not good to see three different buttons in front of your jacket, Dad.”
Well, I told her, “If you’re getting old, you don’t mind this kind of stuff and for me as long as I feel comfortable, it’s okay”.
Since Lilia is also into necklace/bracelets making as her hobby, we got going to the beads store but knowing that I would get bored there, I opted to get inside a thrift shop nearby where I bought a baseball hat and a Levi’s pants, both of which looked like they have never been used before. After paying these items for $19, I felt I needed something to warn me up so I went straight to the Second Cup coffee shop where I had a cup of coffee but even before I could finish sipping it, my wife came in and asked me if I still have the energy so we could go to a Chinese bakery where she could buy some pastries to take home.
Though a bit tired, we walked again and braved the little rains but while we were walking, I was humming these Kundiman songs “Ang Tanging Kong Pag-ibig and Maalaala Mo Kaya”until we reached the bakery. Well, crooning some love songs while walking in the rain or strolling under the heat of the summer sun, is still a good way to reinvigorate this stressful life—forgetting temporarily mortgages to pay, work-related stresses, illnesses, the need de-clutter our houses this time of the year and other anxieties that have been weighing us down.
After buying some pastries, we continued our “little holiday” —doing window shopping at various stalls lining up the downtown area and to wind up our get-away trip, we had a snack of sweet mongo dessert with coconut milk, siopao and drinks at a Vietnamese restaurant.
Working five times a week is no joke; we all need time off to pamper ourselves once in a while. Spending a little time together with our loved ones even for a few hours on our day offs goes along way in making our busy lives happy; it’s also a good way for bonding together.
So let’s all enjoy our day offs with our loves ones—working ourselves to death won’t add anything to our lives’ span but relaxing and bonding with our beloved ones will.
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