On the way to High Park we stopped in another bookstore, so I ended up buying more books. Some prose by Wilde and a book of Charles Bukowski's poems, I was pretty pleased with these. High Park is the most beautiful place, full of greenery and lakes and birds and animals, it's so nice. I don't even need to say anything about it, the pictures are below.
After walking like 4 miles today we were shattered so chilled out in the evening. I was gonna get my head shaved a bit, but when Si did it he accidentally made a bald strip, not happy!