Rodin and Brussels

Here’s a little distraction from bad health (mine and the world’s): a bit of art history for your Monday. Last week, I was mooching around Paris waiting for my fellow travellers to arrive. Although it was minus 5 degrees, the sun was shining, I had many layers on and an hour to kill, so I…

The week when I…(2)

Wouldn’t the return to school have been much easier if we all had chocolate pencils from Leonidas? I should have written something in between this week’s summary and last week, but instead I: Wrote: a Brussels food and drink guide for TheTaste (thanks to Erica for putting in a word for me). There are so…

Reunited

September is almost here. The summer has flown by since I left Canada. I needed a little blogging break, but every time I did something or went somewhere, I still kept thinking “what will I say about this?” And yet I didn’t say anything. Time to rectify that and talk about the two most important events…

O Canada!

It’s my last day in Canada and I haven’t written about Canada Day/Canada Eh yet! I had the foresight to be in Ottawa for 1 July, Canada Day. Actually, I wanted to be with a friend for my birthday on 28 June, but once Jenny (my woman on the ground) and I discussed dates, she…

In the Name of the Rose

I feel especially guilty for not writing about Portland, because I really got such good vibes from the city. I was there almost a month ago and could easily imagine going back. The motto “Keep Portland Weird” is one that I can respect. I stayed near the Mississippi neighbourhood, a stretch of bars, cafes, restaurants…

Beyond the Sea

I’ve got a backlog of posts to work on. When I announced that I would be attempting to blog my journey, I promised my mother that I wouldn’t state openly where I was at any given time, in case of stalkers. So the posts from here on in will jump back and forth, but right…

Twist and Shout

It seemed essential and yet difficult to keep twisting and turning when wandering the streets of Chicago. Each building was more impressive and shiny than the last, so it was a relief when my wonderful hosts suggested an architectural boat tour. The Chicago skyline glints and glitters up close and is even better seen from…

My Kind of Town

The time came to leave the Pacific North West. I’ve lost track of how many stages there are to my travels, but Chicago deserves a top billing. Maybe it’s because I’m with family. Maybe it’s because I get to sleep in a room of my own. Maybe it’s the glorious weather. Maybe it’s the feeling…

Sleepless in Seattle

I had to go for that title. I was genuinely sleepless in Seattle, as I have been throughout the whole trip so far. Hostels, although bargain-priced, do not facilitate my nighttime overheating. My confession: I didn’t feel the love for Seattle until the day I left. There was something missing. It wasn’t a lack of…

While we were sleeping

I have a habit of waking up in the middle of the night and staying awake. While I’m in North America, it’s a good time to message my love and my family and friends at home. This morning, there was a very early news alert about a shooting in an LGBT nightclub in Orlando. No…

In which I do the Rockies (part two)

I’m writing the rest of this list from Seattle, where it has just started to rain. This is far from a problem, as the number and quality of coffee shops was not understated. It is a big adjustment from my Canadian experiences, so I want to get the rest of this list down before the…

In which I do the Rockies (part 1)

Apologies for the little break in correspondence. I was going to post throughout my tour of the Canadian Rockies and the Columbia Mountains (for I now know that these are different entities). It soon dawned on me that this would be a futile endeavour. Wi-Fi was patchy in the hostels, we got there late, stayed…