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It was twenty years ago today ...
Sep. 3rd, 2023 11:46 am... that we moved from our little 1930s quasi-Tudor cottage in the Beach(es) to the heart of downtown T.O., to a location just about equidistant from the Financial District, the St. Lawrence Market, and Harbourfront. Our friends thought we were insane for wanting to move.
( Cut for blathering about houses and condos )
Things have changed now, of course. It's no longer a novelty to live downtown--from my window I can see no fewer than 11 residential towers. Prices for detached houses in this city are now beyond stratospheric, so there's no shortage of demand for condo and co-op apartments. That's fine with me--the more people who live in these towers with their pets and kids, the more street life there is, which makes the area safe and congenial.
And my Chicago upbringing obviously imprinted me with a preference for apartments; I feel safer and more relaxed in my 100-unit downtown condo than I ever did in my single-family house in the bucolic Beaches.
( Cut for blathering about houses and condos )
Things have changed now, of course. It's no longer a novelty to live downtown--from my window I can see no fewer than 11 residential towers. Prices for detached houses in this city are now beyond stratospheric, so there's no shortage of demand for condo and co-op apartments. That's fine with me--the more people who live in these towers with their pets and kids, the more street life there is, which makes the area safe and congenial.
And my Chicago upbringing obviously imprinted me with a preference for apartments; I feel safer and more relaxed in my 100-unit downtown condo than I ever did in my single-family house in the bucolic Beaches.
