Category: travel

Back when I was still teaching, we talked a lot about helping kids to become lifelong learners. Our students graduated from high school and headed out into a world in which it was increasingly difficult to know things, because ‘things’ …

So. England. Now, where was I? Better settle in with your coffee or a glass of wine, depending on which time zone you live in, folks. This is going to be a long one. Our UK trip continued apace after …

Bath. How many years have I longed to visit Bath? And by Bath, I mean the one in Somerset, in England. Not the one in New Brunswick, which is lovely, of course. Nor the one in Ontario, which is lovely …

Well hello there. This is London calling… kinda. Actually we’re in Bath at the moment, but this is me on the way to breakfast in Covent Garden, below, on our first morning in London. We landed unscathed at Heathrow a …

I really wish I could take credit for that post title, but I have to admit it comes from a comment D.A. Wolfe left on my last post. D.A. writes the blog Daily Plate of Crazy. I’ve been reading her …

Only one week until Elizabeth and I fly off for our long hoped for, and finally happening, trip to England. I say “long hoped for” because we wanted to make this trip, hoped to make this trip, years and years …

I don’t know what it’s like where you live, but in my experience, most Canadians seem to think nothing of rising at the crack of dawn, or even earlier, hopping in the car, and driving enormous distances in a day. We’re …

  Only two more months and my friend and I will be winging our way to England. We’re trying hard not to be excited. Not yet. There’s too much planning to do before we lean back, take a sip of …

Last week, Hubby and I set off on our annual early summer camping trip. We were feeling hopeful, praying for sun, but fully prepared for rain and bugs, with lots of sunscreen and a bucketful of DEET. This trip is …

When Hubby and I were in Peru a few weeks ago, we ate supper in a near empty dining room one night at our hotel in Ollantaytambo, and chatted to an American lady at the next table. She sat alone …