Oats Not Goats

During my recent adventure exploring the United Kingdom with my brother, his girlfriend, and my friend Corey, we found ourselves in Swansea, Wales for a few days. And while I’ve written about this particular part of our adventure already, there’s one part of it that I haven’t written about as of yet. Advertisements

Un-Vacationing

I returned home from my grand adventure across the United Kingdom slightly more than a week ago to begin the process of un-vacationing – that thing one does when one returns to the real world and has to somehow determine how to restart their grey matter after a significant period of sleeping in, and drinking…

May Your Suitcase Be Full

And just like that, my vacation is coming to an end. Tomorrow I will return to campus for the first time since I left on December 8th1. It’s amazing how quickly time flies.

The Twit Defence

So apparently I’m a twit. I mean, I’m sure anyone who knows me already knows this, but there are times in my life when I learn something and I’m forced to think to myself – Self, how can you possibly have survived 42 plus years circling the sun on a spaceship called earth, and not know…

Last Night In London

After spending the last several days sauntering around London (and the last three weeks sauntering around the UK), I’ve come to the sad realization that tomorrow I will be boarding the first of many shiny metal lawn darts that will define 2018 as I make my way back to Toronto. Boo. So much boo.

A Year Of Travel

Yesterday, when I sat down to draft up The Year That Was and The Year That Could Be, I knew that travel would make up a significant part of my review of 2017 and continue to make up a significant part of my goal setting for 2018. The wanderlust demands it. What I wasn’t sure, initially, was how much…

The Year That Could Be

I spent the better part of yesterday wandering around London – because that’s what one does when they are on vacation with no set plans. Given that my normal day-to-day revolves around a very scheduled calendar and the bing of emails as they cascade relentlessly into my inbox, I’m thinking that my return to the real world…

The Year That Was

Well, for all of its ups and downs, its highs and lows, that was 2017. It was a weird year that I’m honestly struggling to reconcile. Normally these end-of-year posts write themselves, but this year was extraordinary – and not always for good reasons.

My Year Is 5 Hours Shorter Than Your Year

So it’s December 31st and the final hours of 2017 are quickly tick-tocking by. In fact, London, England will ring in 2018 in slightly less than 3 hours from now. Of course, because of the space-time continuum, or perhaps time zones, this means that my year will be shorter than your year. Because that’s how…

And Then There Was One

Earlier today I watched as Corey disappeared behind the security barriers at Heathrow Airport on his way back home after spending two weeks with me, my brother Aidan, and his girlfriend Amanda as we toured across the United Kingdom. And only a few hours before he disappeared, we were both saying farewell to Aidan and…

Merry Scotchmas Everyone

For the last few days, we’ve been comfortably nestled in a small cottage in Gairloch, Scotland. We’ve slept late, we’ve lounged, we’ve gone for long walks along the rocky beach, we’ve napped, and we’ve watched countless hours of movies. There has also been scotch. All told, it’s been a rather fantastic Christmas getaway.

The Liverpool Surprise

Before you get too excited, the Liverpool surprise had nothing to do with the Beatles. Nor did it have to do with us stumbling on a pool full of livers on our way to Scotland. It does, however, refer to how surprised I was by Liverpool.

A Nightmare Before Christmas?

We arrived in Swansea late in the afternoon on the 19th. It was mostly grey and rainy, and the line that delineated the air from the water had blurred such that the sea and sky were indistinguishable.

The Hengiest Of All The Stones

After spending several days exploring London, England, which included wandering the streets of Whitechapel retracing the path of carnage left by Jack the Ripper over a century ago, we packed our luggage into our rental car and began our trek to Swansea, Wales. Along the way we opted to stop at Stonehenge, and Bristol.

It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Vacation

After a week in Quebec City taking part in the Arctic Change conference, I quickly sauntered back to Guelph to snuggle Elliott, do my laundry, repack my luggage, and return to Pearson International Airport with Corey. And after 7 hours strapped into a rather swanky shiny metal lawn dart, we safely arrived in London, England.