A rainy day in Toronto.
One of Toronto’s scramble crossings; Bay & Bloor.
An image of a parked motorcycle at an intersection in Downtown San Diego, I tend to stare at any motorcycle that goes by as I used to ride myself but I had to quit since I promised my parents I would do so! I rode for 2 summers (2007 & 2008) back when I was living in Toronto and all I can say that its an indescribable feeling, something about the wind blowing in your face and the freedom of nothing around you… its a very unique experience! I was really looking forward to riding all year along when I moved out here but things didn’t pan out as I planned.