FROM KINGSTON TO TORONTO

After having lived 2 months in Kingston and having lived with my friend Shane and his family , a person I met during the trip when I was pedaling, I made the decision to leave that place for several reasons, where I returned to take my bicycle and my things to continue on my way to Toronto , without a doubt it was not easy since my legs had relaxed for a while, the road was hard, there was wind, it was cold and I was isolated, there were few houses in the area that I walked before night fell and found a place to sleep, after having pedaled all day and without eating, I found a small corner to place my tent and hide so that the people around me would not know I was there so as not to have problems It wasn't the best night, but I got through it without much difficulty.

I remember that the next day I made myself a plate of noodles and started pedaling early as usual, looking again for a place to spend the next night. I came across a lake next to the road where I didn't doubt for a second that that was it. the perfect place to spend my next night, which allowed me to relax a little more despite the cold it was back then.

The next day and as usual I leave the place renewed with energy to continue with my trip, this time I have a little more luck, I remember that it was around 2pm when a cyclist approached me after he saw me pedaling loaded with things, He talks to me and asks me if I want to rest and eat, after accepting his help I had to go back about 10km to get to his house and finally be able to give myself a necessary rest, my good friend Andrew saved me that day, and although that was not enough for him , decided to take me in his car to Oshawa , a journey of approximately 2 hours , which allowed me to take a train to Toronto.

Once when I was in Toronto I looked at the city and asked myself: now where do I stay? After avoiding big cities, I arrived in a very populated city in Canada. I didn't know what to do, so I decided to stay two nights in a hostel. After that, it was time to look for a place to stay permanently, counting. the days to take the plane that would take me to my next destination, I remember having made contact on Facebook with a Chilean who lived in the city, but in reality he lived outside the main city sector, after having pedaled to his house, passing through a giant park with a beautiful lake, I tried to connect to let him know that I was outside his house, a place I didn't know and it was approximately 10pm , it was the first time that I was completely at night without having a place to sleep, which It led me to make the decision to return to that beautiful park next to the beautiful lake and spend the night there.

The next day I remember that I made contact with a person through the "warmshower" App , and to my good luck, that person turned out to be Chilean , a person who opened his doors to me, gave me food and good vibes, how can I forget their names , Natalia and María José. People that life hands you in situations that you never think will happen, without going any further, I spent my few remaining days in Toronto with them, getting to know them and getting to know the surroundings of the city.