I’m about to board the glorified lawn dart that will take me from Barcelona to Dublin so that I can board a bigger, more powerful glorified lawn dart to take me from there to Toronto. Boo.Read more "Dear Europe – This Is Not Good Bye"
After an epic start to the summer semester, I’m faced with the sad reality that in a few days I will board an oversized shiny metal lawn dart on my long journey back to Toronto. Fortunately, the summer is only truly just beginning.Read more "Around The World In 170 Days"
I’m currently sitting with a freshly brewed coffee listening to the Buena Vista Social Club soundtrack while looking out over the town of Xàbia, Spain and the Mediterranean Sea from our fantastic home-away-from-home on the hill.Read more "From Barcelona To Xàbia"
A few days ago I began the tale of our grand adventure in Scotland, also known as the Land Where Scotch Grows. However, after yesterday’s visit to the beaches of Normandy I wanted to write that post while the experience was still fresh in my memory.Read more "Scotland – The Land Where Scotch Grows II"
After a breakfast baguette or two, and a very rich and delicious Double Express À Emporter, we loaded up the car and began our trek to visit the beaches of Normandy.Read more "The Beaches of Normandy"
After a mostly uneventful flight – save for the screaming night terrors – I safely arrived in Glasgow, Scotland via Dublin, Ireland some time on Sunday morning.Read more "Scotland – The Land Where Scotch Grows"
When last I wrote I was sitting in Terminal 3 of Pearson Airport in Toronto, waiting to board a metal lawn dart that would be shot through the air and magically arrive in Dublin on my way to Glasgow, Scotland. For the most part, the flight from Toronto to Dublin was completely uneventful save for […]Read more "Night Terrors At 35000 Feet"