Travelodge Hotel Cambridge

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

... the winter and there wasn’t even a place around where you could get a cup of coffee. We walked about five km so definitely got our exercise. It cost us $17.50 to take a cab back to where our car was parked. I’m sure the area would be much nicer in the summer – lots of empty concession stands, amusement parks and facilities.



Our visit to the Royal Ontario Museum was a ...

... back to Toronto.

The backpacks have had a trial packing and we're "OK", there's still some space for extras as we go.

The checklists are getting smaller as we get closer and things are looked after.

Santa arrives here on November 7th, so now we're heading into "Christmas" mode and anticipating fun, gifts and lots of turkey ...

If you're reading this, you've probably been to my TravelPod before, and you've therefore been trained to expect that I'm somewhere far-flung and exotic, with unknown languages, exciting new cultures, or, at the very least, a whole different way of ordering coffee. I might surprise you this once. I'm much closer to home than usual, seeing that I drove a mere 75km from Toronto today to find an escape in nature in Halton Hills. This local Conservation Area is home to Hilton Falls, a ...

... water at 7:30 am, major contractions until 8:30am and then I started pushing. Holy cow!!! I was groaning and grunting for sure, but nothing like the ladies I heard later on that day screaming bloody murder. Literally! And that hospital is 90% epidural too, so they were likely all on drugs! Whoa. You can't push if you're screaming. You're just losing all your energy. OUr beautiful baby boy was born 33 minutes later. I saw him when he came out and ...

... child and show him the beauty of the world and it's people. He will forever know the true and resounding love his parents have for this planet. For connecting with others that seem so different but are really one and the same as us. He will know different countries and fascinating souls but most of all, he will learn that it truly is love that makes the world go 'round. That he should seek what is outside of his own comfortable haven to really experience life as it was meant to be.

... get some info for your next trip. See, those three little letters can get us far and that's just a minutia of what's out there. It's sort of mind-blowing and I'm sure many of you understand how my obsession came to be. If I can't be somewhere in body, I will be there in spirit. I must get back to obsssesing about my next big adevnture now...... Love to you all out there. :)

So the day has finally come that I begin my adventure in Africa... well sort of. I guess technically I have one sleep left, but I doubt that I will sleep anyways!!! I feel fairly relaxed and prepared. I have been reading alot of little tips from other travellers and have a fairly good idea of what to expect. I am also preparing myself for the culture shock that ...

... and some imported beer. We also found a great park, of which there were many in town, with a beautiful trail that followed the Speed River. Although it started off as a normal city park, the trail quickly changed more to hiking, and offered plenty of places for Cassie to swim and frolic. I also got a good picture of a Great Blue Heron. In general though, the marketing materials we obtained overrepresented most of the attractions. For example, there was an indoor market that ...

... the All Night All Day Campground in Black River. It was a warm night and the sky was clear so I didn't even bother putting the cover on my tent. I fell asleep watching the stars. Next morning I decided that I would have one last touristy event before I put my nose to the road. Just a short drive from Black River is a town called Baie-St-Anne. It's the hometown of Yvon Durelle, The Fighting Fisherman. Durelle was a boxer in the 1940s and ...