We sat. I was surprised by the number of passengers who walked up and asked the driver when the delay would be over. He was cool and gently reminded them it was a protest. After a few minutes I got out and walked up to University. There was a huge turnout, but at that point the end of the crowd was crossing and thinning out.
Once we'd crossed University there were six or so cars lined up to go east.
After a block or two it was back to a typical Toronto Saturday. The historic and the banal side-by-side, same place, same day.