Seeing Through Space-Time

If you follow along with the Instagrams, and in particular my Instagram, you might already be aware of the fate that befell my trusty sunglasses while I was running down the street after a tipple or two in New York City only slightly more than two weeks ago. For those who aren’t aware, let’s just…

I Miss My Breakfast Doughnut

And just like that my adventure to New York City with Steph and Gerarda has come to an end. After a weekend of eating all the things, and drinking all the drinks, I’m back home in Guelph going through some serious 15th friendiversary withdrawal.

In The Middle Of A Big Land

As mentioned in my previous post, Nic and I arrived in Iqaluit on Monday to take part in a two-day workshop on community-based monitoring programs. The goal of the workshop was to discuss the various and proposed programs in remote communities across the Circumpolar North so that we could share ideas, build networks, and identify where…

Hello Iqaluit

Early this morning, Nic and I said our goodbyes to Rick, Robbie, and Gemma – our hosts for the last two nights – as we began the second leg of our adventure that would take us from Ottawa to Iqaluit, Nunavut. While the trip through Ottawa was short, it gave us the opportunity to spend…

I Found The Mothership

In two days I will board my 8th shiny metal lawn dart of the year on my way through Ottawa to Iqaluit with Nic (whom you might remember as the guy who wore the T-rex research onesie on our trip to Rigolet last year). We’re heading north to meet with colleagues to chat about community-based monitoring…

The Great Escape

After having our Wednesday morning flights cancelled, Nic, Jason, and I found ourselves stuck in Happy Valley-Goose Bay at the whims of Mother Nature. Given the snow that fell overnight, and the snow that continued to fall throughout the day on Wednesday, we weren’t really complaining. We were safe and warm and comfortable inside, and…

That Time I Baked

Apparently I’m taking my goal of learning at least six new recipes this year very seriously. Because I’m nothing if not a very serious person.

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.

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.

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…

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…

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.

Number 45

Never fear, this is not a post about the bloviating orange windbag that currently sits as leader of our neighbours to the south. It is, however, a post about something near and dear to me – travel.

The End Is Nigh

Classes ended on Friday following twelve jam-packed weeks of conference travel, research trips, meetings, assignments, lab demos, and final presentations. Only a handful of things remain before I can formally pull the plug on this semester.