As I get older, I crave and appreciate nature more. Same goes for gloomy, grey days.
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This blog is an archive of past content (2010-2017) and is not being updated at the moment. As such, some destination information is likely out of date.
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All in On the Road
As I get older, I crave and appreciate nature more. Same goes for gloomy, grey days.
While I have some gripes about my city (transit/politics/real estate), I love my hood! We've lived in the St. Lawrence market area for the last 7 years. It's one of the most historic, diverse and walkable neighbourhoods in Toronto.
Alajuela was our last stop. Really, it was just meant to be a spot near the airport to have a shower and a snooze before catching our flights home. But the city turned out to be incredibly photogenic.
I can’t describe the Costa Rican town of Puerto Viejo without resorting to cliches— white sand beaches, jungle-lined roads made for biking, fresh Caribbean food and plenty of sunshine.
Öribë Co-op operates from a 600 person Ngöbe native village where 30 families tend the 100% organic cocoa production.
Bocas Town on Colon island is the commercial hub of the area, buzzing day and night with visitors and locals alike, as well as an impressive range of accommodations, restaurants and nightlife.
One day while staying on Bastimentos Island in the Bocas del Toro area of Panamà, Julie and I set out in search of a local legend.
I have a thing for islands. There is something about the isolation that preserves a sort of microcosm, in a way the mainland cannot. The Bocas del Toro archipelago sounded like the ideal place to taste Panamanian island life.
My best girl, Julie, was spending some quality time in Central America so I couldn't resist the opportunity to join her (plus we've never travelled together, whaaa?).
Another hot, extra-long weekend in NYC! Here’s the run down of what we did with recommendations that can be enjoyed all summer long.
I spent a whirlwind 4 days on a work trip getting a behind the scenes tour of the incredible EMP Museum in Seattle.
We coudn't help but stop at Hawaii's southern most tip to look over the vastness of the Pacific. It was only then that the utter isolation of the islands really sunk in—it's 3,000km to the nearest continent.
We took a helicopter trip over the Kilauea Crater (a generous gift from family). Pure awe.
There is only one city on the Big Island in my eyes, and that's Hilo. Sure it's small and a little new-agey, but the essentials are all covered
When we first pulled up to Linda's house after driving down a lonely road into the middle of the Hawaiian jungle, I wondered if staying 5 nights here would be a few too many. It seemed remote and the property was almost being swallowed by the surrounding brush.
After the leaving the highlands around Hawi we were craving some beach time, and of course more delicious food, so we continued around the coast of the Big Island.
The Cessna flight from Kahului (Maui) to Kona (Big Island) was the least fussy I've ever been on. In fact, on this miniature 9-seater plane, the pilot’s dashboard was within spitting distance.
We had a few days before catching our Cessna flight to the Big Island to give Ken's brother, SImo a blitz tour of what we saw in Maui the previous year.
Last week we visited the new aquarium. Toronto's only one. Franchised by Ripley's (believe it or not). It is a monstrous building poorly camouflaged into the concrete of the waterfront's 'entertainment' area.