Owen Sound Inn

Address: 485 9th Avenue East, Owen Sound, Ontario, N4K 3E2, Canada | 2 star hotel
 
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This 2 star hotel, located on 485 9th Avenue East, Owen Sound, is near Knox Acoustic Cafe.
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    Travel Blogs from Owen Sound

    The Bones of Winter

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 22, 2015

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    ... drifts of snow and we had to scramble home in ice storms. My love of winter comes and goes; it is ambivalent; it is partly made of hate, partly of awe; and it survives. It runs through me, this love, and is buried inside of me deeply, enduringly, like a beautiful white bone. I will always be a stranger to warmer climates, an odd creature of the North that looks out of place in sunlight. I will always yearn for battered mountain tops and the ...

    Tomorrow We Start Again

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 18, 2015

    ... to skip my dinner altogether and instead tuck straight into the Baileys and cider on the go. I managed a couple of hours solid party time: lots of chat with random people (Ski Valet Guy! Next Door Neighbour Guy!), lots of hugs and kisses brimming with goodwill, a few dance moves, one cigarette smoked while staring moodily at the night from the vantage of the balcony (which I regret hugely due to sore throat this morning), drawing on people's arms ...

    See you at the Next Location

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 16, 2015

    ... and you are separate from them and left trying to translate the murmurs of past conversations, feeling through words as though they were debris. Sometimes to remember is difficult and infuriating, it is as though you are trying to get the attention of someone who eternally has their their back turned towards you and you have no voice to yell with and no hand to reach out to grasp. Sometimes, worst of all, retrospectivity is futile and lonely and cold, ...

    Rupture

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 09, 2015

    ... something I wrote about once. So it is with the winter that is finishing. The old snow is now melting. Puddles expand into gritty lakes by the sides of the highways. Everything was frozen and then it wasn't, it was moving, it continues to transform. Everything is changing around me. The huge sheets of ice that have lain on the ground beneath my feet are rupturing, pulling apart and so I cannot trust my step anymore. And just as the ...

    Enter the Ghosts

    A travel blog entry by thegirlgoes on Mar 06, 2015

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    ... that perhaps there were travellers out there who were somehow superlative, making money go further, falling in and out of affairs with dashing young men, wringing magic from every moment on the road. And here we were, forced to cough on the dust of the trail they had already blazed and blogged about. But the truth is probably closer to this, that Franziska herself was haunted by another ghost traveller, and that ghost traveller had another ghost and so on and so on. The ...