Friday, February 27, 2009

Tim Hortons: the modern Canadian inukshuk


So this Sunday, I'm appearing at the library in Paris, Ontario, as the concluding event of this year's One Book, One Brant community-wide reading program; the book they're doing this year is my Rollback.

If you're in the area, come on out this Sunday, March 1, 2009, for a lively reading, Q&A, and more, at the Paris Public Library, 12 William Street, Paris, Ontario, at 1:30 p.m.

Just now, the library sent me directions to the library, and I thought to myself all Canadian directions contain the same landmark: the local Tim Hortons. They've become the modern Canadian inukshuk! For anyone else making the trip from the Toronto area, here are the directions:
  • Take Hwy 403.
  • Past the Brantford exits, you'll come to Hwy 2 Paris Rd exit
  • Stay in right lane -- sign will say to Paris
  • Follow on Paris Rd until you get to the 2nd set of stop lights. (Tim Hortons on the corner)
  • Turn left onto Dundas St. stay in right lane
  • Take Willow St. exit towards downtown
  • Go to stop sign turn left on William St. stay in left lane
  • Go through the main intersection (stop lights) and the library is one block over on your right.

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3 Comments:

At February 27, 2009 2:16 PM , Blogger Dwight Williams said...

You may want to give that some additional thought, given this map recently added to Wikipedia:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Tim_stores_wiki.png

So will a lot of other people! :D

 
At February 27, 2009 2:26 PM , Blogger Mike Rimar said...

My old boss was the same way when I drove truck, only he would use McDonalds, especially in the US.

Go down I-75 get off exit 34, drive west till you see a McDonalds, etc.

We all suspected he's visited every McD's this side of the Mississippi in both countries.

Mike Rimar

 
At February 27, 2009 3:14 PM , Blogger Steven Fisher said...

Eventually, there become too many Tim Hortons' in the neighborhood to use it in instructions. I can think of four within a 10 minute drive of my home...

(The closest of which, sadly, is supremely incompetent with bells on.)

 

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