Luau Resort

Address: 231 Mosley Street, Wasaga Beach, Ontario, L9Z 1A3, Canada | Hotel
 
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This hotel is located on 231 Mosley Street, Wasaga Beach.
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    Travel Blogs from Wasaga Beach

    We Don't Mess Around

    A travel blog entry by casadekava on Apr 26, 2015

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    As new RVers, we knew there would be a learning curve, and that everything wouldn't always go as planned. What we didn't expect, however, were the lessons to come so soon. We finally started our journey late afternoon on Apr 23, after waiting for an axle seal to be replaced on the car. We got the car hooked up on the tow bar and, with a cheer, got on the road. The plan was for a short drive to the Flying J in Napanee, where there would be 24 hour facilities and ...

    The Bones of Winter

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 22, 2015

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    ... about- sort of in the way that a mortally-wounded beast can still deliver a retaliatory deathblow to its hunter. The victory of spring is thus ambiguous. A spiteful blizzard brewed in Collingwood yesterday afternoon. I was in town collecting provisions for my onward travel and so there I was yet again chattering of tooth and aching of hand in the bus shelter waiting for the last transit home. Town was deserted as it was Sunday and miserable and ...

    Tomorrow We Start Again

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 18, 2015

    ... ones now, but who yet had so much sickness and hurt in store when they woke up to their mothers of all hangovers. Excess is always so excruciating, so expensive in told and untold ways. Things can transpire at night- such shameful, misjudged, cringe-worthy acts- that one can be left wishing the morning would never come. But of course, come it does. In the morning, we awake, we start again. In our house, we were always worried that, if we were to hold ...

    See you at the Next Location

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 16, 2015

    ... when she didn't really mean it? How did I meet him, what was that expression he was wearing the first time, what did it mean? How did you look as you opened the door and waved and gravely walked away? And of course, the old questions; how will they remember me, do they wish me well, when will we meet again? Today, a worker from another department was talking to my supervisor. He was telling her how he was finished for the season, how he would be going ...

    Rupture

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 09, 2015

    ... next. Death, I expect, must often feel like that; when the end of life finally nears, one must wonder how it happened in such a rush, how did life go by so fast, even though the majority of days were no doubt ruled by a lethal boredom. The last moments on earth are perhaps the fiercest and angriest and greediest of them all, as we are inevitably betrayed by time in the end, a fact which should rightly provoke a final passion. Our lives are all ...