Might move to Canada. The verdict is still out.

My parents have been telling me for years that I would love Toronto. So, when my dad found out I had a little free time between jobs, he decided to finally take me. They were right. I loved it. I can't believe that such a cosmopolitan, European-style city is within a day's drive from me.

We got to Toronto on Monday night, but decided to take the rest of the day off after the 10-hour trip from Indianapolis. The next morning, we drove into the city (we stayed near the airport) and parked downtown (for $22 a day - yuck). While waiting for our tour bus to pick us up, I went crazy taking the first of a million pictures of the CN Tower.

Third tallest tower in the world. Whoa.

The tour was an entertaining, two-hour loop around the city that stopped at 21 different places. You had the freedom to hop on or off the bus whenever you wanted, so we took the bus all three days to get around to different areas. Unfortunately, that also meant hearing the same jokes every single day from the tour guides. Oh well...

The first day, we did most of the tour to get our bearings straight, but decided to get off at Chinatown and Kensington Market. I've been to several Chinatowns, but they will never get old to me. I love the instant change in language, food, and atmosphere.

Doesn't mean I'll eat there.

After walking through Chinatown, we made our way to Kensington Market, a super vibrant, artsy, hipstery neighborhood that definitely isn't a market in the traditional sense. It's more of a district of town, with tons of outdoor fresh food shops (mostly produce, cheese, and vegan), restaurants, boutiques, vintage shops, and art.

I want to go to Zombie Survival Camp.

It was probably my favorite part of the city. Its totally laid-back, bohemian vibe was a welcome change of pace from the hustle and bustle of the city. I would compare it to SoHo in New York City with a little more grit. We stopped for lunch at a cute, outdoor Mexican restaurant called Pancho y Emiliano's. I had chicken soft tacos and, of course, a Mexi-Cola.

More Mexi-Colas, please.

After Kensington, we hopped back on the bus and took it down to Lake Ontario. From there, we boarded a boat to get a 45-minute water tour of Toronto Island. Although it was freezing, it was a beautiful day and the sun reflected off the lake beautifully. It was awesome to see the Toronto skyline from this vantage point. We also got to see the gorgeous parks on the island, some swans, the tiny, yet very functional Toronto Island Airport, and the amazing yachts that harbor on the island.

Not bad.

That night, we had dinner reservations at 360º, the revolving restaurant near the top of the CN Tower. We took the incredibly fast elevator to the restaurant (seriously, our ears were popping on the way up) and found our seats, right by the window. The restaurant makes a complete rotation every 72 minutes, so we enjoyed our delicious dinner and dessert while seeing Toronto and Lake Ontario from every angle imaginable.

People work there.

Take me back, please.

It was absolutely gorgeous and the food was amazing. I had a caesar salad, cornish game hen and potatoes, and pumpkin cheesecake. Dad had trout, butternut squash soup, pork tenderloin, and a chocolate tower. I want to go back now.

I like food.

After dinner, we made our way to the observation deck. I'm not really afraid of heights, but standing on the glass floor made me nauseous. Unsurprisingly, Dad made me lay on it for a picture. I was terrified, but the view is unmatched.

The next morning, we took the tour bus to St. Lawrence Market, a traditional, indoor food market that was voted the No. 1 market in the world by National Geographic. It had just about everything you could imagine, including the famed Canadian maple syrup. We had breakfast at a tiny place in the market called Paddington's that gets its ingredients fresh from the market.

After breakfast, we walked past the Gooderham Flatiron building, the inspiration for the one in New York City and the first "skyscraper" in Toronto (at a whopping six stories).

Most photographed shot in Toronto.

Then, we found ourselves at the holy ground, the mecca, and my own personal version of heaven on earth - the Hockey Hall of Fame. My poor dad had absolutely no interest in being there, but I spent three hours touring it. The amount of memorabilia from Wayne Gretzsky, Mario Lemieux, Bobby Orr, and all the greats is astounding. They also have paraphernalia from every current team in the league. So, I saw Geno's gloves, Flower's pads, and Crosby's jersey from the 2012 All-Star Game.

They also have all the props from Crosby's Olympic-winning Golden Goal in 2010. Everyone in the place thought I was insane, posing for pictures in a Crosby shirt and drooling over the stick, gloves, puck, and net. Sorry I'm not sorry.

I'm an honorary Canadian.

They also had a replica dressing room for the Montreal Canadiens, a video on the 1972 Summit Series, and an awesome 3D hockey video about kids playing an imaginary Game 7 for the Cup. Throughout the video, they had the kids reenact some of the most iconic goals in history, including Orr's leaping goal in 1970 and Lemieux's weaving goal against the Islanders in 1988.

For the non-hockey fans, the Hall also has quite a few hockey-related games, including slap shot and goalie games. In the goalie game, a puck shoots out of one of five slots in the wall and you have to stop it with a stick and gloves. I stopped three of five shots (including one that I caught between my legs) and took a seriously hard shot in the shin. I feel bad for those guys.

I'm no Brodeur.

You could also try your hand at play-by-play announcing and record your call with TSN (the Canadian ESPN). Of course, mine included the phrase, "Slap me silly, Sidney!"

My favorite part of the day, however, was seeing the Stanley Cup in person. When it isn't with the reigning champion, the Cup is housed in the Hall of Fame in this gorgeous old bank. All of the awards are there, enclosed in glass, but the Cup is out in the open behind a rope and guarded by a person at all times. When I saw it, my eyes instantly started watering. There truly is something alluring about it. You can almost feel the history when you touch it - the blood, sweat, and tears that were sacrificed to hoist it.

Hugged it. Cried. Totally normal.

Much to my dad's relief, we eventually left the Hall of Fame and made our way to Eaton Centre and Yonge Street, Toronto's version of Times Square. The mall is so humongous it has two different subway stops, the plaza has a different promotional event every day (the first day was hammocks, free lemonade, and Bob Marley music), and Yonge Street has every shop you can imagine, from children's clothing to adult superstores to marijuana depots.

You can't buy or sell pot in Canada, but you can smoke it. Hmm...

We stopped for dinner on King Street before heading to Rogers Centre for the Yankees vs. Blue Jays game. Rogers Centre is an incredibly cool ballpark with a view of the CN Tower when the retractable roof is open. It also houses the Renaissance Hotel, with some rooms that have a direct view of the field, and a Cold Stone.

I've been to four different ballparks this year. Personal record.

The Blue Jays took a three-run lead after homers by Colby Rasmus (his fourth straight game with one after returning from IR) and Ryan Goins (his first career home run). However, the Yankees rallied for four runs in the eighth inning, giving them the 4-3 win. I have never heard a player get booed louder than A. Rod. Luckily for everyone, Mariano Rivera came out to close, bringing everyone, including the Blue Jays fans, to their feet for a standing ovation and final farewell.

Farewell, Mo.

The next day, we took the bus to the Distillery District, an area of town that used to be a giant whiskey distillery in the 1800s. They kept the facades of the buildings intact and put art galleries, shops, and restaurants inside. It was an extremely foggy morning, giving the place an eerie, yet cool vibe with all the brick walls and street lamps.

They filmed parts of Chicago and X-Men here.

We had lunch at one of Toronto's two breweries, the Mill Street Brewery (the other is Steam Whistle). Dad ordered a Canadian classic, poutine (french fries, gravy, and cheese curds), and it was delicious.

After the Distillery District, we made our way to Queen Street West to check out the shops. The street has both mainstream shops (like Urban Outfitters) and off-the-wall boutiques. It also has some of the best graffiti and street art in the city. We stopped for drinks at Java Cafe and some Timbits from Tim Hortons before heading back.

He pretended not to like Timbits. Ha.

We said our goodbyes to Toronto by checking out the cool trains near Steam Whistle Brewery and having dinner at Jack Astor's, a popular Canadian bar and grill.

Other Canadian Observations:

- The traffic is horrific in Toronto. Really, it's Los Angeles-style bad. Luckily, everyone there is so nice that there aren't really any aggressive drivers. It was refreshing to be stuck in traffic where people let you over without flipping you off or honking. There is also an unbelievable amount of construction.

- Next time I go back, I want to go to Casa Loma, this gorgeous castle on the outskirts of the city. Apparently, they film tons of movies inside of it and give tours of the place. It's on my to-do list.

- It's not just a stereotype: Canadians listen to a lot of Drake. I heard his music everywhere, saw posters of him all over town, and two Blue Jays players had his music as their at-bat songs. I didn't mind it at all.

- Toronto has the most beautiful, fresh flowers everywhere. I don't understand how they keep them alive, but it was absolutely gorgeous.

So pretty.

- The city is also incredibly diverse. In addition to Chinatown, they also have a Little Italy and Little Portugal. Over half the population wasn't even born in Canada. As a sheltered girl from Middle America, it was really nice to see.

- The people at border control are really mean. Like 'Did-I-do-something-to-you?' mean.

I'm already planning my next trip. Who wants to come with me?