Now, at the end of an odyssey, is Toronto, Canada’s biggest city. It is this huge nation’s economic and perhaps cultural capital. Culturally, though, I’m amazed at how American it feels. No other major city in this country (and I’ve now been to nearly all of them) has felt so familiar to me—not even Vancouver or Calgary, the two cities most often accused of USification. Nevertheless, when a metro area the size of Philadelphia’s acts as leftist as this city does, you couldn’t mistake it for somewhere south of the border for long.

Early tomorrow I head back to oil country.