27! 28!

The big event is over and people are starting to go home.
I think Mexico just went by because from my bird's eye view, it's the only country that fits the colours that I could make out on the flag attached to the car.
I've also recently seen horse carriers go by, so I guess some of the four-legged friend are done their duty too.
I don't get why there are still motorcades coming into the core though. Isn't it a little late?
Today's walk (in which I did end up getting my much needed groceries) was interesting. It seemed as though police were more willing to approach people to search bags and ask questions. I'm pretty sure I saw undercover cops or at least people in regular clothes with walkie-talkies and ear pieces. I saw what a 'peaceful' protest was and marveled at the difference in police presence and attire at such an event. Media was everywhere and many stores and restaurants were closed. Zara was the only major chain open on that Queen St. West drag (it was nice to shop in the store when it's not overcrowded and messy). Less shops were boarded up than I thought there would be. I expected more distruction. I almost didn't notice the scorched pavement where a cruiser car burned, but overheard another pedestrian tell her friend about it. I took a look and it just looked like an oil stained patch of pavement. I've never seen so many people walking around with fancy looking cameras. I was surprised that not all of the graffiti was removed. It was clear that police were stationed at specific locations.
I learned a lot from the fact that the G20 was here.