4:42 pm "Come on guys, get in the car. Rush hour traffic in downtown Toronto might not allow us to get to the movie on time." One, two, three, four of us grab our supper sack from the counter and hop into the Grand Am. Traveling down the 400 we eat our home-made sub sandwiches, munch on fresh grapes, and sip sodas.
Nearing the city, Mom becomes more nervous about all the traffic. In her eyes, all lights become one big mess and the stress exudes from her. Richard tries rubbing her head to make her relax. Dad relates how he loves city driving - the old architecture, the ethnic communities... (and then he pulls onto the tram tracks in the middle of the road to find our lane instead of turning even further to the left to find our spot - Mom freaks, cars honk, and safely Dad finds our way back to the car lane).
Pulling on to Cumberland Street we soon find parking in an underground garage and walk up a few flights of stairs before stepping out into a European feeling shopping district. Cobblestone streets, quaint stores, fancy purses and expensive luggage. I feel like stirring up a cup of hot chocolate at an outdoor cafe, but instead we cross the one-way street and make our way in to the "Cumberland 4" theatre. Picking up our tickets, finding Rick's girlfriend, grabbing some popcorn and a drink (which unexpectedly came with the tickets we bought on-line), we make our way down to Auditorium 1 to watch "Winter in Wartime".
Stepping over spilled popcorn, I find my seat and tuck in for an insightful movie - taking place during the era my grandparents were in Holland. WW2. Mostly in Dutch and German, I was very impressed with this film that showed incredible character development for a young boy who has to make some major life decisions. I can only imagine what it means... not to trust anyone.... to always keep my mouth shut.... to do things way out of my comfort zone... to watch family members suffer or die... and I pray I will never have to live through a war like this one.
Nearing the city, Mom becomes more nervous about all the traffic. In her eyes, all lights become one big mess and the stress exudes from her. Richard tries rubbing her head to make her relax. Dad relates how he loves city driving - the old architecture, the ethnic communities... (and then he pulls onto the tram tracks in the middle of the road to find our lane instead of turning even further to the left to find our spot - Mom freaks, cars honk, and safely Dad finds our way back to the car lane).
Pulling on to Cumberland Street we soon find parking in an underground garage and walk up a few flights of stairs before stepping out into a European feeling shopping district. Cobblestone streets, quaint stores, fancy purses and expensive luggage. I feel like stirring up a cup of hot chocolate at an outdoor cafe, but instead we cross the one-way street and make our way in to the "Cumberland 4" theatre. Picking up our tickets, finding Rick's girlfriend, grabbing some popcorn and a drink (which unexpectedly came with the tickets we bought on-line), we make our way down to Auditorium 1 to watch "Winter in Wartime".
Stepping over spilled popcorn, I find my seat and tuck in for an insightful movie - taking place during the era my grandparents were in Holland. WW2. Mostly in Dutch and German, I was very impressed with this film that showed incredible character development for a young boy who has to make some major life decisions. I can only imagine what it means... not to trust anyone.... to always keep my mouth shut.... to do things way out of my comfort zone... to watch family members suffer or die... and I pray I will never have to live through a war like this one.
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