Street signs turn Greek along the Danforth, and a few subway stops west, vintage racks and food counters spill onto the sidewalks of Kensington Market. The 501 streetcar rattles along Queen Street past indie shops and painted lanes, while office workers duck below the financial district into the PATH, a maze of tunnels lined with stores.
Beyond downtown, a short ferry ride lands you on the Toronto Islands, with sandy beaches and the whole skyline across the water. Summers are warm and humid, winters cold and snowy, and spring and fall pass quickly. A Local Friend can show you their own corner of the city, from the bakery they swear by to the park where the block gathers on weekends.
