On a recent trip to Toronto, we stayed at a hotel overlooking one of the busiest stretches of highway in North America that runs between Toronto and Detroit.
Non-stop traffic passes night and day - even on Sunday, when we were there!
Planes were also flying overhead, en route to Toronto's Pearson airport. Hearing the constant hum made me appreciate our quiet home, where the loudest noise we hear in summer is the sound of crickets! And in winter - the sound of silence - unless snow plows are out clearing snow off the streets!
(Oh the irony of it all! Today of all days, we were wakened at 6 am by the barking of a neighbor's dog...!)
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