The car they rode in was well-appointed; they were pleased to see a bit of glitter and green hanging appropriately from the rear-view mirror.
"Canadians do not appear to be overly ignorant," Maebh was heard to mutter under her breath as she admired the motif.
The driver insisted they experience a true, Canadian custom - hot, brewed "Timmies" coffee.
They loved it and had two cups each. Feargal swiped a maple doughnut from a small child whose parents chastised the sniffling boy for eating his treat too fast.
Marbh observantly noticed the InTatters emblem attached to the driver's key-chain. "Tatters," she crowed. "We're everywhere!"
Canada has only one castle in the entire country - CASA LOMA - and it is in Toronto. Maebh wanted to move in, and was almost inconsolable when informed that the castle was just for show - no one actually lived there. In fact, no one has ever lived there - but that is another story for another day.
Maebh's disappointment turned almost immediately to rage. Feargal was forced to extricate her from the fallen gate that she tumbled into during her tantrum. A few tourists looked on in horror as she hollered her displeasure.
When calm reigned once more, the two leprechauns befriended Kim and Camilla, who enjoyed the view of the castle with them.
Maebh was taken with Camilla's beautiful black hair and made an appointment with a a local stylist. Discreetly, Feargal phoned a while later and cancelled.
Next stop: the CN Tower. This edifice makes Toronto recognizable to the average globetrotter.
Right in front of the tower, the Leps had a dreadful argument, with a lot of arm waving and unspeakably foul language, in Gaelic, so luckily no one could understand.
Maebh was determined to take the trip to the top of the building, but had forgotten her mate's fear of heights. Feargal maintained unfalteringly that he was merely very hungry and that they must eat before taking on that particular adventure.
As it was getting close to lunchtime, Maebh was hungry herself. She gave in and huffed off down the street in search of a good pub.
After they ate, the Leps wanted to sit quietly in the park for a while, where Maebh did some tatting and Feargal waited for the train to pass by on the nearby tracks.
When it roared through, he was overjoyed, racing to wave at the conductor.
Feargal was enamoured with the griffin-like plasterwork in the lobby of the apartment where they are staying. He wants to go to Paris sometime to see some really big ones.