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How to get deported from Cuba: A love letter
While perusing twitter yesterday, I read that it was the 40th anniversary of the eruption of Mt. Saint Helens on May 18th 1980, which gave me all the feels as I recalled a trip with my mom and my brother back in 1990-something, when we flew into San Fran, rented a mustang convertible, and cruised up the west coast all the way to Seattle, stopping at every notable lighthouse and redwood tree along the way, snapping and savouring every Kodak moment. For the youngins reading this, Kodak is/was a film company, back when photographers used film, and a “Kodak moment” was what we said when something was truly photo worthy.…
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Curated: Girls Weekend Getaway To Prince Edward County
The Canada Day long weekend is barely behind us, and it already feels like the summer is rushing by, yet we are still daydreaming about our perfect girls weekend getaway to Prince Edward County. PEC, dubbed ‘the new Niagara’ by some, boasts over 40 wineries, all set amongst quaint towns and historic sights, nestled along the beautiful shores of Lake Ontario (just 2 hours east of Toronto). And there is a lot more to do than just tasting wine (not that we needed more)… from breath-taking beaches, to boating, hiking, cycling, and a selection of local farm-to-table goodness, there is something for the whole family. We decided a girls roadtrip was…
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It’s no small world: How to do Disney like a pro
It’s the happiest place on earth, but it’s no small world (after all). Amassing 27,258 acres, Walt Disney World, Orlando, is basically a small city. With 4 Major theme parks, 2 water parks, 34 resorts, over 300 restaurants, 5 golf courses, and world class shopping, entertainment and nightlife, it’s easy to get caught up in all the magic. Growing up I was blessed with a dad who just loved everything Disney, and stayed authentic to his inner Peter Pan mantra, “I won’t grow up”, by taking us on repeat family adventures, and is now reliving the joy all over again with his grandkids. So if you’re planning that trip to Orlando, and you’re not…
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Why My Muskoka Will Never Be The Same
My parents bought our cottage (for next to nothing) in a little known cottage country two hours north of Toronto, the summer that I was born. This year will be our 33rd season on Lake Joseph. For the first ten years or so, we had pristine views, unobstructed by any neighbouring cottages. Muskoka was a hidden gem; quiet, peaceful, and all natural. All of our neighbours respected the woods and the lake, and built their cottages at least 100 feet from shore (a law at the time), and you could barely even tell they were there, because they were shielded by the beautifully majestic hemlocks and cedars. I can remember…
