Scotland – The Land Where Scotch Grows II

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.

Scotland – The Land Where Scotch Grows

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.

Ready. Set. Summer.

Despite how chilly it is outside the calendar tells me it’s spring. More than that, Friday marked the last day of class for the winter 2016 semester.

Feed The Wanderbeast

It probably comes as no surprise that I’ve been wanderlusting as of late. What might be a surprise is how strong that desire has been.

Because 2015 Is The New 2014

Rick and I are still enjoying the comforts of our fancy-pants hotel in Kathmandu. We’ve just finished eating breakfast in bed (because fancy-pants hotel), and are contemplating venturing out to wander the streets of the Thamel district to get some delicious coffee from Himalayan Java. It’s a rough life, but someone has to live it.

Because 2014 Is So Last Year

So it’s 2015. Every year I like to take some time to look back on the various lists that I had developed to review the various goals I had set; a way to measure where I’ve been and how far I’ve come. This year I’ve also opted to look back on some of the unexpected adventures…

RIP Summer

I realize that autumn doesn’t officially begin for another week or so, but I think someone needs to state the obvious – summer has passed on. Let’s take a moment to remember summer for what it was. Oh summer – we hardly knew ye! While summer is my favourite season, spring and autumn also hold a special…

Good-Bye Shanghai

Today I said goodbye to Shanghai and the various people I’d met there over the past 8 days. I’m very much going to miss the city, especially the part where I ate street food almost every night after enjoying a tipple or three with the folks I was fortunate to call friends during my stay….

All The Feels

Last Tuesday I celebrated the fourth anniversary of my PhD defence. It’s hard to believe that four years have passed already. As with most of the anniversaries I celebrate, I marked this particular event with a dram or two of scotch. As is custom, I also marked the event by taking some time to think about…


Early on in 2012, my friend Danny and I were sitting around drinking scotch or beer or something of that nature, discussing doing something. I don’t mean doing something in the sense that we were bored and wanted to entertain ourselves with an activity. I mean in the sense of doing something to demonstrate that regular everyday folks could…

I Miss The Mountains

On Tuesday afternoon I made my way back home to Guelph, having spent the prior week visiting Rick in Calgary. The adventure was amazing – but that really wasn’t a difficult bar to pass given that the trip involved mountains, hiking, meeting up with friends, good food, a drink known as Better Than Folgers, more…

Shenanigans Are Nigh

Okay, maybe it’s not exactly the time for shenanigans, but shenanigans are nigh – so very, very nigh. For those not in the know, I’m about to take a real vacation. What do I mean by real vacation? Only that I’m about to board a plane (requisite number 1), travel afar (requisite number 2), and…

So This Is 38

Thirty-eight. Three Eight. Three. Eight. I’m trying to decide if thirty-eight has a nice ring to it or not. There’s nothing particularly wrong with thirty-eight. It’s a perfectly cromulent number, composed of two rather curvy digits (and who doesn’t like curvy digits?). But it’s also not entirely notable. It doesn’t represent any of the standard…

I May Have Broken The Law

So just over a week ago I made my way once again to the airport for fun and adventure – this time in the form of a wedding1. In Vegas2. Having never been to Vegas I really didn’t know what to expect, but this trip wasn’t so much about Vegas itself as it was about…

Today Is The Day

Holy hell. Today is the day. Today I am going to willingly allow a spider to crawl on me. Let me write that again because it still seems surreal. I am going to willingly allow a spider to crawl on me. A real, living, breathing, man-eating spider. Crawling. On me. Me! GAH. Clearly this may be…