I’ve written about how much I love Canada and about how much I miss Canada many times before – it’s my favourite country, and where I my mind wanders to whenever I think of the word “home”. Even though I’ve barely spent a collective year here in the past seven, I’m fiercely patriotic and proud to be from this beautiful and supportive nation. It’s no surprise, then, that occasionally I get homesick, either for Winnipeg or for Toronto. It’s usually on a bus, it’s usually raining, and I’m staring out the window, missing my family or reflecting on the past, present, and future. Oh, and I’m usually (more like always) listening to music.
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A Slightly Awkward Photo of Caroline, Jackie, Julie, Matt, and I I’ve taken my time writing this post – TBEX was over two weeks ago now, and I’ve already read quite a…
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Phoenix, USA I am writing this post from Phoenix, a city I visit about once a year. My father is what we in Canada call a “snowbird” – someone who goes south…
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I’ve been staying in hostels for going on 16 years now, and have stayed in nearly 300 of them. I’ve seen how they’ve changed and grown; they’ve been getting better and better…
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Happy (and Comfortable) in Cusco, PeruI love to travel, obviously. I also love fashion, and I love to dress up. Sometimes it’s very, very difficult to merge the two, as, as a…
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Lima, Peru Before arriving in Lima, we heard time and time again that it was a city for foodies, a city to find a multitude of great restaurants. Only having two…