Yonge and Gloucester, 11am
Scruffy Guy: (falling in line with me as I walk north) Buddy! Sir! Bud?
Me: Uh yeah?
SG: Is this the 11?
SG: Highway 11. To Thunder Bay?
Me: It’s the 11, all right. Dont know if it goes to Thunder Bay.
SG: mumble Thunder Bay that’s me mumble.
Me: Yeah. Longest street in the world, at least.
SG: If I don’t turn and keep going I’ll make it. Three days.
Me: Three days?
SG: I keep going!
Me: Good luck with that!