I was a fan of weed before I moved to Toronto with our childhood neighbor Jim. The two of us were sick of being in Nova Scotia and only having Halifax as a major city to explore amid the hills and endless stretches of rural alcoves. At first the people I was with and I considered moving to Quebec and settling in Montreal, but that all changed upon our first trip to Toronto a few years ago. Another neighbor of ours named Richard had a method to take his van from Halifax northward through Truro and into New Brunswick… Then the people I was with and I followed the Canadian highway plan into Quebec before heading southwest until the people I was with and I reached Toronto. First the people I was with and I hit Quebec City, then Montreal, and then finally Toronto after being on the road for 3 afternoons and making a handful of stops along the way to visit mutual friends. While the people I was with and I were all impressed by Montreal upon our initial arrival, it was Toronto that actually captivated us all at that age. I remember seeing the city skyline for the first time from Highway 401 as the people I was with and I made our way into the Toronto metropolitan part from Pickering. The two of us stopped at the nearest weed store and were amazed at the treasures the people I was with and I found within. Now that we’re bonafide Toronto residents, I can prefer exploring the city whenever I have the time. Recently I took the time to explore Kensington Market after I left a up-to-date weed store that had just opened in Baldwin Village. I obtained clothing from a bohemian boutique store that our bestie instantly fell in enjoy with upon walking inside for the first time.