Sleepless in Toronto

I have already mentioned how the temperature was 30C one day and then 0C the next. So now I can tell you that the next two days followed the same routine! Hot and humid last Monday then cold and bleak the next! The temp on Sat 26th was only a decimal point or two from being the hottest ever April day on record.
Megan worked Monday and I picked her up at 5 pm and we drove down to Toronto where we were going to spend the next few days. My step-son Ryan rents an apartment near the city and was kind enough to let us make use of it while he is away all week working away from home in London, Ontario.
The first night was sooooooo hot in that apartment. We had to leave the windows open and sleep under just a sheet. The bedside clock kept me informed of how much sleep I was being deprived of. It's so difficult coming from a farm where my neighbours are kilometers away and there are very few sounds other than birds, crickets or the babbling of the creek 300 meters away, and then trying to sleep in an environment where there is only Noise and not sounds. The sounds of aircraft approaching the Toronto International Airport could be easily drowned out when a freight train goes by about a kilometer away, Fire Trucks criss-cross the neighbourhood, young "#@$%&#" drive past with "Boom-Boxes" blaring in their cars. When these sources of noise are not all happening at the same moment you don't have to wait long until they are! One might think that it would quieten down around midnight. City people think it actually does. It's just that they are used to it or they are tone deaf to the constant "drone" that a city produces.
Hmmm. As I was saying, my neighbours at home are kilometers away. Here in this old house, converted into apartments, we discover that the people in the "Attic" apartment above us, don't sleep at night!!!! At 1 am someone noisily walks up the staircase to the attic apartment. For the next 2 hours, voices can be heard, footsteps going back and forth across the room above ours and for some reason, boxes were being discussed as they are dragged back and forth across the floor! At 3 am a female's voice can be heard talking back up the stairs to the room as she descends the stairs to leave. Oh, no. Now she stops at the front door to continue the conversation from ground floor to the person at the door of the attic apartment. (3rd floor). At 5am the garbage truck makes its rounds. The petrol engined vehicle revs uncaringly as stops in front of each house.
Daylight breaks and the traffic noise builds. There are numerous "speed bumps" (traffic pacifiers) in the street below and whilst they might slow a vehicle, the vehicle tends to accelerate away from them and make noise.
The bed itself was very uncomfortable too so consequently we were both walking wrecks the next day.

All the houses in this neighbourhood
have been converted into rental Apartments.