We climbed aboard the Kajama tall ship in the midst of a lively event at Harbourfront, therefore accompanied by a whimsical chaos of World music and vendors teasing the crowd. The illusion of playing tourists on some exotic cruise in the Islands was perfect. The captain summoned us in mock authority to help his crew pull the ropes to set sails. Half and hour later, the Kajama left its mooring spot, motors on. We headed towards Ontario Place. My daughter undertook an exploration of the 165-foot deck. After a while, I noticed people were more cheerful and relaxed. Each small group seemed involved in its own little private party. Only then did I realize the captain had shut down the engine and we were actually sailing! Note that it was still noisy because of all the motor boats in the harbour and planes landing at the Billy Bishop Toronto City Airport. As my small crew member played hide-and-seek with her dad in the lower deck, I admired the sparkling blue water dotted with dozens of tiny boats right under the nose of the Kajama for the next hour. Now, that's my kind of outing!
