The Days Are Just Packed

Tuesday marked the 8 year anniversary of the day that I defended my PhD in Statistics. In case you were wondering, I did, in fact, celebrate the occasion with a wee dram of scotch.

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.

I Will Have All The Doughnuts, Please

We arrived in New York City Friday afternoon, following a slight delay in our flight. Despite the later arrival, grey skies, and a bit of drizzle, we were pretty excited to be back in New York City to celebrate 15 years of nerding out together.

49% Home

I have officially been back in Guelph for 19 consecutive days. Despite the fact that my wanderlust has me feeling like I’ve been home much longer than this, the reality is that it’s not the longest span of time that I’ve spent in Guelph this year.

Some Time To Breathe

  After several weeks (months?) of travel, I’m actually back in Guelph for more than a few days. I returned via my 13th-of-the-year shiny metal lawn dart a week ago today after having ventured to Hanover, New Hampshire, and Boston, Massachusetts.

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…

Someone Has To Be Tribute

This, apparently, is the time of year when the pace of my travel adventure begins to pick up speed. Yes, I just returned from a trip to Happy Valley-Goose Bay, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t already have the next two of five planned adventures booked.

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…

Snowbound

Mother Nature has decided that it’s probably best if I stay in Happy Valley-Goose Bay for a little while longer than I had anticipated. Also, in case it wasn’t obvious, I’m currently in Happy Valley-Goose Bay.

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.

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…