Hilton Garden Inn Oakville

My dear friends: It's getting colder in Canada and my thoughts are wandering to warmer climes. On January 12/2010, I fly to Managua, Nicaragua and then work my way north ending up in Cancun, Mexico. From there, I fly to join many members of the Gaudun family in Daytona Beach. If you would rather not get notifications of my travel blogs just send a brief "no thank you" to this travelpod . No problem. Hasta la vista baby. Steve

... families and headed out into the wilderness every winter to supplement their income with logging. Unfortunately I spent much of the time trying to dispel the image of Monty Python's Lumberjack Song from my head. From there we drove another mile or so to Beaver Trail, which led us on a short walk through the woods past several beaver dams and lodges. We sighted some deer in the distance but, sadly, the beavers themselves didn't make an ...

... ability. Overall, I think this website delivers on it's purpose quite well. Hopefully you will find yourself feeling the same way. Some of you remember me from the days when my head:body ratio was indescribably not proportionate; others have known me in my most recent years, where I have charmingly grown into my head and stand before you as a sure bet if ever there were to be a 'Canada's ...

... most people assume that because Iran is one of the few nations to actually dictate - legally - how people must dress, it translates into repressive conservativism. And fifteen years ago, this may indeed have been the case. But today most young women wear what is known as a manteau, which mostly looks like a spring coat (hence the use of the French word for "coat") and covers a woman to mid-thigh, knee or ankle. I am told that many women in the summer months just wear a bra ...

... In the evening we went to this jazz club, Elizabeth Shephard played there, it was great! We are very thankful for the things we learned of Toronto and Canada in general from Bob. The next morning Jordan (Tamina met him on the UNP 2005 Trip) and his brother Justin picked us up. We went to the Science Center, which reminded us a lot of the Technorama in Winterthur, Switzerland. From here the journey continued to St. Catharine's.

... they would affect me at the moment. I figured they would be difficult to deal with over the long-term, but really hadn't expected to be so moved by leaving these people (and that's not saying anything negative about the people I've had to say goodbye to already). That is to say that I'm glad to be surprised in this way, by myself and others. I've put so much thought and planning into this move, it has almost been surreal going the actual 'getting ready to leave ...

... was still dark, but the sunrise was flirting with the end of the night, blackness was slowly giving way to blue and purple. I thought to myself, I'm awake now so let's find a suitable vantage point and watch the sunrise. I dashed inside, grabbed my camera and walked out into the brightening pre-dawn. After a few minutes of walking I found a clear meadow amongst the cardboard cut-out houses of my ...

... There you can see the big mapple leaf made in grass.<br><br>This is also the territory of gooses, ducks and squirrels. <br><br>I feel very peacefull and confortable all the parks I have visited in Toronto. I really enjoyed these places with are fully part of the city.<br>

... to surprise me when people would speak to me in English. Then I would remember where I was and get so excited. My eyes would light up as I gushed to them how happy I was to be home and how lucky we are to get to live in the best country in the world. By the end of the night, I think almost everyone had a Canada Flag sticker plastered somewhere on their being. I tumbled into bed with the words Welcome Home echoing over and over and over in my heart and my head.

... to visit ol' Will Shakespeare, or immerse myself in the surfer-dude culture in Newquay. Who knows?!?!?! The only thing I regret (already? oh no!) is that I won't have time to visit Scotland or Ireland. Too bad. I'd really like to know if Scots go fancy-free underneath their kilts, and if Guinness tastes any better in Ireland. Next time. Well, expect at least one more entry before I officially set off... I'm so anxious to get going, I've got to write this all down!!!! ~Eunice