There's a line of yellow taxis and some cars waiting for friends or family. I have no idea how we'll get to the hotel, but Dylan steps forward, and a man in a black suit and dark glasses approaches and takes our luggage, guiding us to a luxurious limousine.
I'm still in shock when the driver opens the door and invites me to enter first. I settle into the back seat as the vehicle glides through the wide avenues, and the abundance of digital billboards gives the city a modern air. For a moment, I missed my own city.
The wet streets reflect the lights like a mirror. We pass through districts filled with restaurants, boutiques, and bars with glass facades. The CN Tower rises in the distance, majestic and silent, like a sentinel watching over the city. It's one of the places I visited many ye
