The Grand Georgian - Blue Mountain Resort
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... military and police cells throughout the world. I have been struggling to get enough sleep recently and have not had a proper day off in well over a week. I feel the most stressed out I have felt since coming to Canada; a foggy, slow-moving, highly-irritated exhaustion that is comparable to my old professional life where the average work day was twelve plus hours and five hours' shut-eye each night was the norm. For ...
Well folks, home today to piles of snow! Well it is winter and we do live in Ontario! Was definitely in Caribbean relax mode for remaining days on Barbados. A very busy island with narrow , unmarked roads and lots of traffic. The island is made of coral so some interesting formations on our beach walks. With the villa on the beach we could get in ...
... park our second vehicle underground, then? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, whether it was me or him, or just yet more evidence that human communication is an ultimately doomed endeavour. I turned to my friend from Germany who was logged on to the terminal next to me and I sighed wistfully. Don't you just love it when you spend ages explaining something and people completely, one hundred percent take the opposite meaning to that which ...
... feet. The kind of experience travellers will cross oceans for, then dream of wearily, nostalgically when old age finally catches up with them. Once we reached the top of the mountain, we all struggled into our snowshoes, holding onto each other's arms, hopping around on the one leg, falling over into banks of soft, new snow. Wearing snowshoes sort of made me feel like a duck; squat, sturdy legs placed too far apart. It was quite hard to manoeuvre on the hike, especially going ...
... surreal squatting on the horizon. The bright coldness seemed to break down the normal rules of social interaction that govern small talk between would-be strangers, for soon we were talking about so many unusual things- the history of language, religion and science, the godlike nature of observation, the verity of epiphany and visions and prophecy. It was fascinating, a lovely afternoon. Back to work tomorrow, of course. A good and bad thing, mixed blessing and all of ...