We are going to Egypt!
We’re super excited about it. It’s someplace we’ve always wanted to go. In fact, it’s the only country that Allan has always wanted to see. (We went to my number one spot — Peru — in 2006.) Just after New Year’s, we celebrate our anniversary, and we always go away . . . → Read More: wmtc: on a language adventure with mango languages
We spent our last day in Oregon poking around downtown Ashland, looking at scarves and jewelry and used books. We don’t shop much when we travel, but there were a few things I was looking for on this trip, and I found them all. We also picked up this v… . . . → Read More: wmtc: last day and home
This morning we woke up at 3:45 a.m., packed up the car with binoculars, cameras, sandwiches, and coffee, and drove two hours in the dark. According to our guidebook and a few websites, we were heading towards an opportunity to see dozens of bald eagle… . . . → Read More: wmtc: random observations on southern oregon, great kitchens, family love, and absent eagles
This is the view from my brother and sister-in-law’s new home in Oregon. Last year B+SIL retired, pull up stakes, sold their home in New Jersey, and moved to the other side of the country. One of their adult children and partner – and now their first g… . . . → Read More: wmtc: the rest of the trip
This was an eventful day! We started at the Acme Cafe, for another BOGO breakfast. The food is great even without the discount. But a free goat cheese-portobello-sun dried tomato fritata, with potatoes and toast? Yes, please!The Acme Cafe is a few buil… . . . → Read More: wmtc: leaving vancouver: in which we discover the scary truth about canadian passports
Our last day in Vancouver was a full one. It included a library, great art, a meet-up with an activist-friend… and noodles!I didn’t want another breakfast at the hotel, so we poked around a bit online and found something nearby. This place didn’t ope… . . . → Read More: wmtc: vancouver, day four
Another beautiful day here, sunny with a few clouds and a high of 10 or 11 C. Vancouverites are all exclaiming about three consecutive days without rain.We got an early start with the train to a bus to Stanley Park. On the way to the bus, I was intrigu… . . . → Read More: wmtc: vancouver, day three
On Tuesday morning after breakfast we were finally able to see the pups on the webcam, so the day started out right.After a quick breakfast in the hotel, we bought day passes for transit – Vancouver’s new Compass Card – and set out for the Granville Is… . . . → Read More: wmtc: vancouver, day two
We forgot to pack Allan’s netbook and my little Bluetooth keyboard for my tablet isn’t working, so this is going to be interesting. And annoying! But I can’t travel without writing, so here goes. We landed in Vancouver mid-day on Monday. A super friend… . . . → Read More: wmtc: vancouver, day one
I struggle to find time to write even a small fraction of what I’d like to post here. But there’s one thing I’ll always write about: my travels. And there are never enough of them.This morning we are flying to Vancouver, our first time there. A few day… . . . → Read More: wmtc: off to vancouver
At this very moment I am on the train from Toronto to Ottawa, en route to the CUPE Library Workers Conference. This will be my first time attending this annual event. I don’t know what to expect, but I’m super excited!
Last week I was off work for a few days for my annual Spring . . . → Read More: wmtc: to ottawa for the 2015 cupe library conference
I have been avoiding the photos I took on my trip with my mom in May. I suspected they were going to be pretty crappy and I didn’t want to see them. But finally I did go through them, got rid of the worst offenses, and posted the rest on Flickr for safekeeping. . . . → Read More: wmtc: photos from france, may 2014
Dear suburban GTA resident flying on Porter Airlines from Newark to Toronto:
Since you were not talking to me, I was unable to respond to your erroneous statements. But since you were speaking loud enough for the entire plane to hear, I was easily able to determine that you have no idea what you are . . . → Read More: wmtc: memo to porter airlines passenger who needs lessons in new york city
I’ve mentioned our wonderful accommodations in Giverny and outside Rouen, but each deserves a post of its own. I’ll review them on TripAdvisor but for Googleability, I’d like to do more.
Giverny: Les Jardins d’Helene
In Giverny, for comfort, convenience, and an absolutely delightful stay at a very reasonable price, you can’t do better . . . → Read More: wmtc: where to stay in giverny and rouen, where to eat in rouen, where not to eat in giverny
We slept wonderfully in our beautiful little cabin, and the following morning we waited to see the other Canadians emerge from breakfast before we ventured out. I was amazed that my mother also didn’t like them: she is so much friendlier and less curmudgeonly than me.
We ran into them briefly, and we both had . . . → Read More: wmtc: rouen and home
My plan for Rouen was a bit more complicated than it had to be. I was reasonably certain it would prove well worth it. There are many hotel options in Rouen, but they all left me unimpressed, mostly chain hotels or what sounded like dumps. I thought for the final night of our trip, we . . . → Read More: wmtc: rouen
I have a lot to write tonight, and only two fingers to write with, so I may have to post this in two parts. Yesterday, after we dried off, we rested for the afternoon. I remembered that our host needed payment in cash, so we asked about an ATM… and learned there is none in . . . → Read More: wmtc: giverny to rouen
Keyboard I love my Nexus 7. I hate the Minisuit keyboard, although the problem might be Bluetooth. To blog, I need a keyboard, and I need to use Blogger via the website, as the Android app is too limited. (That seems silly, since Blogger is a Google product.) Using Blogger online with the onscreen keyboard . . . → Read More: wmtc: giverny, plus tablet and ptsd updates
We had quite a big day today! Most of it was completely wonderful.
I woke up kicking myself that I forgot to take pictures of R and Connie and me. I had the camera with me precisely for that reason and never even thought of it. And by the way, R emailed from the Eurostar. . . . → Read More: wmtc: paris, day four
So it turns out it’s not just my snoring that’s keeping Connie up at night. It’s noises “that sound like you’re upset,” says my mother. Allan recently told me that I cry or startle or semi-scream in my sleep on a regular basis. The incidents I think of as rare are not, in fact, rare. . . . → Read More: wmtc: paris day three encore, in which I admit ptsd is forever
We are back in our cozy room after a long, fun day with R… who I very much hope is now on the train to London! Connie and I went to – you guessed it – Au Tramway for breakfast. We had the lovely petit dejeuner complet, with baguette, butter and jam, croissants, juice, and . . . → Read More: wmtc: paris, day three
Connie and I were both dead to the world by 9:00 p.m., and when I next opened my eyes, it was 8:30 a.m. Yes! That’s an unheard of amount of sleep for me, and I needed it. We had breakfast in the hotel and were soon back on the Metro. Since we didn’t get the . . . → Read More: wmtc: paris, day two
Nous somme ici! Connie (my mother) and I got tired of killing time in her apartment and decided to have dinner at the airport. Somehow we managed to stay awake until our 11:30 flight, but my mom was asleep soon after takeoff. I, of course, was up all night, as I can’t sleep sitting up, . . . → Read More: wmtc: paris, day one
I’ve had a busy and wonderful couple of days visiting family and friends. Today my mom and I are planning our sightseeing, packing, doing last-minute errands, and generally getting in vacation mode.
What i’m writing on
I’m loving my new Nexus 7 tablet… with reservations, or perhaps just a learning curve.
The tablet itself is . . . → Read More: wmtc: tablet update and off to paris
From my Flickr page
My mother said, “I want to go to Paris. I want to see Paris one more time while I’m still healthy enough and mobile enough to enjoy it. But…” – here comes the good part – “I have no one to go with.” My mom’s best friend passed away some . . . → Read More: wmtc: in which I go to paris… with my mother!