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[uglyandtraveling]

Urdu Vlog | Toronto Islands Tour | Ferry from Toronto Downtown to Ward's Island

The Toronto Islands are a group of 15 small islands located in Lake Ontario, just south of downtown Toronto, Ontario, Canada. They're a favorite spot for locals and tourists alike, offering a range of activities and attractions. To reach the islands, you'll need to hop on a ferry from the Jack Layton Ferry Terminal.

Once you arrive, you can enjoy biking around the island, visiting an amusement park, relaxing on the beach, trying delicious food, capturing stunning views of the Toronto skyline, exploring beautiful gardens, and even tying the knot!

Ferries operate year-round, shuttling visitors to and from Centre Island, Hanlan's Point, and Ward's Island. The ferry ride duration is around 8-9 minutes from Toronto Jack Layton Ferry Terminal.

[ungiorno-nellavita]

Wanderlust Wednesday: Ward's Island, A Hidden Gem

We kicked off our day bright and early, making our way to the ferry station. It was a lazy Sunday in downtown Toronto, and it felt like the whole city was still asleep. The sky was all cloudy, and that fall wind had a nice little crisp to it. Luckily, we were all bundled up, so the breeze didn’t bother us too much.When we rolled up to the ferry station, there were a few folks already there,…

[ilyrafe]

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 ✧ 𝒓. 𝒄.

pairing: ex-boyfriend!rafe cameron x ex-girlfriend!reader

warnings: angst

word count: 1k

“hi, rafe.”

just your voice is enough to decentralize him entirely. he didn’t expect to see you at sarah’s party, only because he didn’t know you were back to kildare.

you look beautiful as always. your hair is shorter, but that’s the only thing that has changed about you, at least, it’s what he can assume. the flower crown you’re wearing adorns your sage green dress beautifully.

“hi.” he takes a sip of his mock tail, trying to pretend he’s cool with you there, as if he knew.

“how have you been?”

“good.”

you know rafe too well. his short answers tell you he’s not at all amused by your presence, and that breaks your heart even more. he looks so handsome with a buzzcut, and it’s like he knows it.

“i guess you didn’t know i was coming.” you chuckle quite awkwardly. “sarah convinced me to come, she said it wouldn’t be an issue, but... if you want me to leave, i will.”

“i really don’t care what you do, y/n.”

you sigh, defeated. he’ll never forgive you for what you said. you thought that maybe he would have changed, or at least, understood your point, but you see that he hasn’t done either.

“okay, um... i’ll see you around, rafe.”

he watches you leave, and you’re not even pretending to be happy. he ruined your mood and he knows it. rafe sees sarah comforting you, and she shoots him a glare, making him roll his eyes and leave his spot at the bar.

he should probably leave, too.

when he turns his back and makes his way inside tanney hill, he doesn’t look back. he goes straight to his bedroom and plops down on his king sized bed. the music is muffled, thank god.

he’s been trying to make amends with sarah, even letting her come back home and be with john b in peace. sure, he doesn’t get along with the pogues, but if accepting them is what it takes for him to have the smallest sense of peace, he’ll do it.

rafe has also decided to get sober. after almost dying of an overdose, he was really scared and decided to quit. he wants to make ward proud. staying away from alcohol is a lot harder than quitting coke and marijuana, it turns out. the mock tails aren’t as enjoyable.

as if doing all that isn’t hard enough, you’re back. and with you being back, all of the feelings he’s successfully repressed are coming back up again, stronger than ever.

he hates that he’s given you this amount of power over him.

rafe never did feelings before, and the one time he did, you left him because of himself. rafe is his worst enemy.

he really loved you. well, scratch that. he never stopped loving you. you took care of him, you improved his relationship with ward and sarah. you asked him to quit drugs and selling it. you listened to him and you took none of his bullshit. you held him accountable while giving him grace.

deep down, he knows he fucked up. he wasn’t ready to grow up, but no one likes to say they’re wrong, do they?

“i just think it’s funny how you really believe this little island is an entire world for you.” you snorted. “but i know why you don’t wanna leave this shit hole. you’re a nobody outside the outer banks. there is no “kook versus pogue” once you step out of this place. you’re just another trust fund baby with drug issues to everyone else, rafe.”

he never understood your incessant need to “explore the world”, it’s so childish. you always talked about how you wanted to live in paris, toronto, tokyo, london, seoul, or berlin or whatever (honestly, you have mentioned so many cities, he has lost count), and you always said that you would be happy anywhere else, but rafe doesn’t see himself being happy far from north carolina. from kildare. from tanney hill. it’s where he comes from and where he wants to die. it’s what he knows.

a knock on his bedroom door interrupts his thoughts. rafe huffs and rolls his eyes. when he opens the door, he comes across you.

“what do you want?” he questions, irritated.

you enter his room and close the door behind you, drowning out the noise of the music once again. you’ve missed his bedroom. his bed.

“i think... i think i owe you an apology,” you say. “i shouldn’t have been so mean to you that day, it wasn’t right.”

rafe remains quiet, sitting on his bed, just listening to you talk.

“i just… i never liked it here, and i end up projecting that onto others, and i did that to you. i’m sorry.”

in theory, hearing you apologize should be gratifying, but rafe can’t identify any sign of regret in you. it’s not that he doesn’t think your apology is insincere, it’s that the regret he wanted to see doesn’t exist. you don’t regret leaving kildare nor leaving him.

“apology accepted.”

“thank you.” you smile.

“y/n, are you happy?” he asks.

“hm?”

“are you happy there?”

your smile and small nod tells everything he didn’t want to know. you are happy. in fact, you’re happier than ever.

“i am.”

rafe has vivid memories with you, and your smile has never been so wide, your eyes have never been so bright. maybe this will take him to hell, but he hates that you’re genuinely happy away from there, especially because he isn’t happy. and if he is not happy in where he feels he belongs most, there is no place in the world that makes him happy. 

maybe happiness isn’t an option for him, and the most upsetting thing about this is that money really can’t buy happiness. not the one rafe really needs anyways.

you want to tell rafe how you’re enjoying life for the first time, how being independent is amazing, but also sucks, but it’s still amazing, how the feeling of achieving something on merit is indescribable... but rafe would never understand.

it’s funny how two people who are so similar at first are so different in the end.

“that’s all that matters to me, then.”

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[mortaladictature]

Wards Island, Toronto

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Roadmaking and Mining Pioneers of New Ontario - New Game at Playgrounds," Toronto Star Weekly. August 10, 1912. Page 3. ---- Top row, left to right: MAKING A ROADWAY IN NEW ONTARIO It was such scenes as this that the Rowell touring party saw in New Ontario last week. These sturdy pioneers are doing heroic work in the Northland. A REMARKABLE NEW ONTARIO FREAK Three trees grown together in one on the Montreal River, birch, cedar, and hemlock. TRENCHING A SILVER VEIN IN THE COBALT DISTRICT A typical mining scene in the silver regions visited by the touring Liberal politicians last week. Middle row, left to right: A CHARMING BIT OF NOVA SCOTIAN SCENERY A shady lane of birches off the north-west arm at Halifax, Nova Scotia JUST A LITTLE TOO COOL TO STAY IN LONG A quintet of Fisherman's Island children making for the shore after a brief duck in Lake Ontario. Bottom row, left to right: MAKING A PORTAGE Lifting the canoe out of the water and carrying it in this fashion is easy when you know how.

A NEW GAME, 'VOLLEY BALL,' AT THE CHERRY STREET PLAYGROUND The football is thrown over the elevated tennis net. The two lady instructresses are seen in the two photos. Note how keen the girls are in the lower photograph. Top right: WHY THE BASS SUPPLY IS RUNNING SHORT Three well-known Toronto fishermen and a one-day catch. On the left are W. J. Darby and Geo. E. Scroggie, with a string of forty, and Ed. Mack on the right with a fine showing. MAKING A SAND CASTLE AT WARD'S ISLAND A charming study of child life made by a Star Weekly Photographer.

[madamemuller]

Day 24 - Toronto Islands

Bevor ich am nächsten Tag wieder 10 Stunden im Zug verbringe, nutze ich meinen letzten Tag in Toronto lieber mit einem ausgedehnten Spaziergang. Zu diesem Zweck marschiere ich am Vormittag zum ferry terminal in Downtown. Von dort starten alle 15-30 Minuten drei verschiedene Fähren zu drei der kleinen Inseln vor Toronto im Lake Ontario. Tickets kann man wie so oft online kaufen und per Smartphone vorzeigen oder am Schalter erwerben (knapp 10$ für das round ticket). In zwei Minuten legt die Fähre zur westlichsten Insel Hanlan's Island ab, dann nehme ich diese doch einfach! An Bord steht, dass die Kapazität der Fähre bei max. 400-irgendwas Passagieren bei ruhigem Seegang liegt, heute fahren 20 mit. Off-season halt...

Auf dem Wasser habe ich einen beeindruckenden Blick auf die Skyline.

Auch die Insel teile ich mir erstmal augenscheinlich eher mit Gänsen. Der Großstadtlärm ist hier nur eine blasse Erinnerung, die Hochhäuser blitzen allenfalls hier und da durch das Dickicht.

Auf der Centre Island sichte ich schon ein paar mehr meiner eigenen Artgenossen, aber hier sind auch ein Café und zwei, drei Restaurants. Zu Subway (was soll das an diesem schönen Ort?) zieht es mich so gar nicht, also kehre ich im Upper Deck ein und bestelle fish & chips.

Die vielen Inselchen sind mit Brücken miteinander verbunden und autofrei, außer Ward's Island, die östlichste Insel, auf der ich am Ende ankomme. Und hier wohnen Leute - in kleinen, bunten Häuschen - teilweise Künstler:innen und Familien mit Kindern! Das würde erklären, warum ich vorhin an einer Schule und Schulbussen, einer Kirche und Feuerwache vorbeigekommen bin.

Von Ward's Island nehme ich eine Fähre zurück und lasse Lake Ontario mit seiner scheinbaren Grenzenlosigkeit für heute hinter mir und hüpfe für den Rückweg in meine Unterkunft in eine Straßenbahn.

[travelingjoe]

Toronto, Canada — August 2023. Visiting the Toronto Islands is like being transported to a new land. It’s so green and open with loads of public space to enjoy. Each of the three main islands offer a little something different. We easily walked between Algonquin and Ward Islands to enjoy the beach and restaurants. They even have a nude beach…so progressive. There’s an interesting history here where they basically leveled the homes on one island before folks started really protesting and were able to save the other communities.

[capetowntocanada]

I’m having a wonderful weekend and celebrating 35 years of friendship.

Ward’s Island for lunch, The Distillery and Cluny’s for aperol spritzers and oysters, Hendriks dinner and then the theatre . . . Come From Away. Funtastic.

(I’ve also been to Gander.)

[designwallah]

I’m ready for summer, are you? 5) Ward’s Island / August 01, 2017 at 01:38PM

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[anydirectflight]

Ward’s Island, Toronto, June 2022

[rockislandadultreads]

2021 Fantasy: Book Recommendations 

The Wolf by J.R. Ward

Return to the sizzling glymera’s prison camp in this dark and sexy second novel in the new Black Dagger Brotherhood Prison Camp spin-off series from the #1 New York Times bestselling author J.R. Ward.

In the next installment of bestselling author J.R. Ward’s Prison Camp series, things get steamy when Lucan, a wolven forced into bartering drug deals for the infamous Prison Colony, meets Rio, the second in command for the shadowy Caldwell supplier, Mozart. After a deal goes awry, a wolf with piercing golden eyes swoops in to save her from certain death. As shocking truths unfurl, Rio is uncertain of who to trust and what to believe—but with her life on the line, true love rears its head and growls in the face of danger.

Wendy, Darling by A.C. Wise

For those that lived there, Neverland was a children's paradise. No rules, no adults, only endless adventure and enchanted forests - all led by the charismatic boy who would never grow old. But Wendy Darling grew up. She left Neverland and became a woman, a mother, a patient, and a survivor. Because Neverland isn't as perfect as she remembers. There's darkness at the heart of the island, and now Peter Pan has returned to claim a new Wendy for his lost boys...

Son of the Storm by Suyi Davies Okungbowa

From one of the most exciting new storytellers in epic fantasy, Son of the Storm is a sweeping tale of violent conquest and forgotten magic set in a world inspired by the pre-colonial empires of West Africa. "Everything I love in a fantasy novel. Damn good stuff!" —Jenn Lyons, author of The Ruin of Kings In the ancient city of Bassa, Danso is a clever scholar on the cusp of achieving greatness—only he doesn’t want it. Instead, he prefers to chase forbidden stories about what lies outside the city walls. The Bassai elite claim there is nothing of interest. The city’s immigrants are sworn to secrecy. But when Danso stumbles across a warrior wielding magic that shouldn’t exist, he’s put on a collision course with Bassa’s darkest secrets. Drawn into the city’s hidden history, he sets out on a journey beyond its borders. And the chaos left in the wake of his discovery threatens to destroy the empire.

A Dark and Hollow Star by Ashley Shuttleworth

Choose your player. The “ironborn” half-fae outcast of her royal fae family. A tempestuous Fury, exiled to earth from the Immortal Realm and hellbent on revenge. A dutiful fae prince, determined to earn his place on the throne. The prince’s brooding guardian, burdened with a terrible secret. For centuries, the Eight Courts of Folk have lived among us, concealed by magic and bound by law to do no harm to humans. This arrangement has long kept peace in the Courts—until a series of gruesome and ritualistic murders rocks the city of Toronto and threatens to expose faeries to the human world. Four queer teens, each who hold a key piece of the truth behind these murders, must form a tenuous alliance in their effort to track down the mysterious killer behind these crimes. If they fail, they risk the destruction of the faerie and human worlds alike. If that’s not bad enough, there’s a war brewing between the Mortal and Immortal Realms, and one of these teens is destined to tip the scales. The only question is: which way? Wish them luck. They’re going to need it.

[pixeo]

Ward's Island is an amazing gem sitting just offshore in Lake Ontario that is dotted with little spots to shoot the skyline of downtown Toronto. It is part of the chain of Toronto Islands, but it has a character and an atmosphere all its own. Photo by Touann Gatouillat Vergos Find it and 35,000 other amazing photo spots in the #PIXEO App! . . . . . #the6ix #lovetoronto #torontophoto #downtowntoronto #imagesoftoronto #torontophotography #canadiancreatives #canadianphotographer #imagesofcanada #instaky #sunsetmadness #silhouette #city_explore #cityphotography #citylights #skyline #citybestpics #longexpo #lazyshutters #framing #depthoffield #leadinglines #justgoshoot #optoutside #chasinglight #throughmylens #throughthelens #traveltheworldwithme #ilovetravelling — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/3nZI4Fi

[connor-burrows]

Old dock by GlennBernasol

[designwallah]

Day 023 - 2020-01-23 23 Third Street, Wards Island

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