In 1993 we spent a year in a Northern Community. We had many good times but, there were at least three tragedies while we were there...
Highlights: the food! Oh my, such wonderful food. The hikes! Oh my, such gorgeous seaside scenery. The colour! Oh my, such bright and vivid colours every which way we turned. The accented lovely way of speaking! Oh my, so sweet: how ya be, me ducky?
Amy waited all day in Gas Town for the money transfer to come through, seeing sights that made her head spin. Men dressed as women. Gay lovers. Protests of every sort. The needle and the damage done.
Overnight my job is lost due to a fire...it wasn't long before we struck upon a viable business idea one that is still operating today
With the goal of getting back into World Travel now that our wee one is taller than us, we start with the sweet country of Cuba...
My son and his shipmates walked down the plank and aboard the ship as the Indigenous girl sang a sweet sad song of good-bye. As she beat her skin drum the tears streamed down my face. 'Come home to us', I prayed.
We sat on the ancient stone steps in the early morning and watched in fascination as the pilgrims bathed in the holy black waters of the Ganges.
By the time we reached Boquete, we were done. There had been many legs to this journey from Costa Rica, but at least now we had arrived into the eternal springtime that is Boquete. It was February 2004, our third month of overland travel as we rolled into Boquete in Panama's Green Mountain Highlands, the [...]
Three Christmases bring three road trips down to Fort Myers beach in the 1980s with Dad and Win. Oh dear.
We trekked for about thirty days in the Himalayas doing the Annapurna Circuit, in an unconventional manner, which will come to light as the story unfolds. To get to the starting point of the trek, we bought a ticket for the bus. Not lucky enough to grab a seat each on the inside of the [...]
I did the 500 hour yoga teacher training at an ashram in the Bahamas in two one-month stints separated by a year. I am still confused about my time there.
In 1992 we spent four months traveling Canada and Alaska in our 1976 VW Van...
Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.....
~Men at Work
I was born in the sign of water, and it's there that I feel my best. The albatross and the whales they are my brother....Little River Band
Our stay in the paradise of West Bay, Roatan gets a little scary when our four-year old gets sick….
Having lived three years above the Arctic Circle, Dean's acceptance into a post-grad program in Toronto sees us driving South on Boxing Day 1996...
We regretfully leave our sweet cabana on Roatan for a day of overland travel on ferry, chicken bus and taxi to find a sweet hostel with a peaceful and friendly courtyard in Granada, Nicaragua...
Guatemala was all colour. We were agog at the tapestries hanging two and three deep on each side of the main street as we arrived in Panajachel. We spent one day just walking around and looking at all the beautiful crafts. We bargained for tapestries and later, met a guy heading home to London, Ontario. [...]
With a golden handshake from IBM we embark on a four month backpacking trip in Mexico and Central America...with four-year old Leo...mostly amazing