On to London

First things first. I'm now back in Blighty, which shows how far behind on the blog I am, however I have to finish this thing and as I use my diary and photos to write my blog it doesn't make any difference. The other thing is that the photos for the next few entries are currently unattainable due to being on my laptop for which we don't have a British plug for. But soon I will.
I'll start with another amzingly useless fact: Detroit is the only American city that looks south onto Canada. This is due to the position of the land around the huge body of water in-between the countries. Right in downtown is a tunnel to Canada, we accidentally turned into it one night and had to turn around swiftly. There's also a long bridge and that's the one we take to leave the US customs construction zone to enter Canada for the last time. The Canadian customs official seemed confused over our car ownership but not too concerned to keep us longer than 5 minutes.
The landscape broadens out and has a flat green Belgium kind of look to it. Our first destination is London in the state of Ontario. London is in the county of Middlesex and has the Thames River running through it, how twee.
It's a half decent looking city if a bit rough around the edges, bits of rubbish float around as agressive looking homeless trawl the streets giving abuse for tips. But it's good to see a lively place again with hordes of people on the streets shopping and going about their business. Canada definitely has a more Euro feel to it than across the border.
We underestimated how expensive Canada is in comparison to the US. We were struggling on our budget enough in America but now it's even worse as accomodation prices have soared and quality plummeted. A long jaunt in Canada is not really an option for us.
We check out town with a brief walk around the park, war memorials and a proper tank adorn the place, to then walk the few blocks making up downtown. There's a student-rocker population about and plenty of dingy looking bars for them to occupy. The Greeks also seem to have taken a stronghold in town and judging by their food rightly so. We try a Souvlaki, an excellent sort of pork donner kebab style thing. In England this kind of thing would be inedible and only passible when you're devoid of all taste, and balance, on a night on the ales but here it's quality food.
We're only really stopping over in London to get somewhere else but I don't mind it. We attmept a stroll along the river the next morning but the Thames is murky and the banks are overgrown. We walk over a rusty bridge, complete with large rusting industrial pipe, while the icy wind blows down the back of my neck before we give up and move on.
There's a couple of major places we have to see in Canada while we're here and the next world famous one is a couple of hours away along a flat and featureless highway.