I got settled, put my things in the spare room that I was going to be sleeping in. I didn't have a specific period of time that I was going to stay, I was made as welcome as possible and they said I could stay how ever long I wanted. After dinner we all cleared the table and helped do the washing up. They still have a rota for doing the washing up, I remembered from the last time I was here, they had the same system. Its fair I suppose and makes me think why we didn't do a similar sort of thing instead of making my mother do it all. That evening, we watched a bit of TV, the TV in Canada is very similar to the states. Most of the programmes on it were the same. We decided to stop watching TV and Michael wanted to show me his local pub. We left immediately and went to the pub. Like me, Michael doesn't drive. We would have walked any ways so that he could have a drink or two. We walked through some pathway that seemed like a small creek, I don't think there was a river though. The pub was made out to look like an old fashioned English pub, it was called The Duchess in Markham. We had a pitcher of some dark beer, I think it was from Toronto. It was okay, already a million times better than most of the beers in the states. The pub was pretty busy, they were showing a baseball game on TV. Since I had been in North America, I had really got into baseball. Actually, since the Caribbean. The team I support are the Toronto Blue Jays, I have seen them before and I have links to Toronto. I have always like them since Michael lived in England many moons ago. I found out that the drinking age in Canada is nineteen with the exception of the province of Quebec where it is a more reasonable eighteen. After the pitcher was empty, we went back home, watched some more TV then Michael retired to bed, I stayed in the basement watching some TV whilst Kevin sat in the other room working on some songs.