Just about to board our flight. The battery’s low, on my blackberry as well as on us.
[tags]westjet, toronto, halifax[/tags]
Just about to board our flight. The battery’s low, on my blackberry as well as on us.
[tags]westjet, toronto, halifax[/tags]
After last night’s eating extravaganza we slept like babies. I woke up around 9 AM, called mls to schedule brunch and got cleaned up. We met her and baby Kennedy at Cora’s where I had the biggest banana & chocolate crepe I’ve ever seen. It was nice to see her (and meet Kennedy, obviously) if only for a few hours. Full once again, we picked up another DVD on the way home and retreated from the cold wind into our hotel room. I’m just charging up the blackberry while I type this and Nellie packs. Can’t wait to get back to Toronto!
[tags]halifax, toronto, cora’s[/tags]
We just got back from dinner at Da Maurizio — and after-dinner drinks at Mosaic* (sp?) — with my brothers and the ladies who love them. Dinner was, as always, impeccable. Sweet saucy shrimp, pumpkin-filled ravioli and duck breast in a citrus sauce, and a stuffed chicken breast.
It was great to spend time like this with my brothers et al. We do it too rarely, so I’m happy when we do it at all.
* Mosaic is apparently a joint effort between Da Maurizio and Seven wine bar.
[tags]halifax, da maurizio, mosaic wine bar[/tags]
There’s a store here called “The Store.” They have a sign out front that reads “2 bags of chip $.99” That is awesomely awesome; there’s just no other way to put that.
[tags]the store[/tags]
We arrived in Pictou Landing about 48 hours ago to visit with Nellie’s mom and her fella. It’s been a relaxing visit so far; the weather has helped limit our activities to sitting, eating and drinking. We even did a bit of boxing day shopping, picking up some new DVDs.
A few notes from the last few days:
1. The people from this small town are about as racist as people from most other small towns. So far we’ve heard slurs against “pakis” and natives from the nearby reserve. Apparently there are also conceited jackasses here; I’ve seen at least one Hummer.
2. The pulp mill nearby covers the entire area with a stench not unlike rotting vegetables. It’s not faint either; about 50% of the times we’ve stepped outside it’s smelled like a recent fart.
3. The towns of Stellarton/New Glasgow/Trenton/whatever are about as pretty as Sydney…which is to say they’re not. At all.
4. The mall nearby (where we picked up the DVDs) has an arcade. No foolin’…a freaking video game arcade.
5. They drive everywhere here, even to the end of the driveway. I don’t get it.
We’re going out for dinner tonight and leaving for Halifax tomorrow morning. I’m looking forward to a hotel bed and dinner at Da Maurizio with my brothers et al.
Finally, and most importantly, happy 3rd anniversary to Nellie and I!!
[tags]new glasgow, pictou, stellarton, trenton[/tags]
We got lots of great donations to charities made in our names this year, and my mom even snuck a few real presents in there. I knew we couldn’t stop her completely…
It was fun to see the kids tear into their presents too. My nephew seems to love his roboreptile, my nieces played with their Barbie karoake machine & doctor kit this morning, and their parents now loathe us for giving them such loud gifts. Mission accomplished.
Now, stuffed with food, we’re about to head off to Nellie’s mom’s place for a few days. Next up on the Farewell To Meat tour: turkey dinner #2!
[tags]christmas, gifts, roboreptile, turkey dinner[/tags]
Of all the people Michael Jackson could sue, I would’ve thought he’d start with his plastic surgeons.
[tags]michael jackson, freakbox, accountant, plastic surgeon[/tags]
My brother and his wife have arrived, along with their three kids and all the madness that follows them. Right now my brother and nephew are practicing kung fu in the sun room while one of my nieces plays with one of her pixel chix.
[tags]neices, nephews, kung fu, pixel chix[/tags]
We’ve been back on the farm for a little over 24 hours now. Our trip yesterday was ridiculously easy: no problems at either airport, with the car rental, with the drive home…smoothest Christmas travel ever. Let’s hope all the problems at Heathrow get sorted and Tim’s travels are as smooth.
Today was a quick shopping trip to Moncton, including lunch at Montana’s. Seriously. I guess it’s only fitting that we’ve kick off the Farewell To Meat tour with a visit to a bad steakhouse. A few groceries on the way home and we arrived back at the farm. Not much of note since then; I fixed a few things on my parents’ computer as well as on their new 50″ plasma TV (!) and surround sound stereo while Nellie wrapped all the presents.
Tomorrow Andrew and his brood arrive. Tomorrow’s also the day that my father makes his delicious delicious ice cream and the peanut butter balls go up for grabs. Mmmmmmmmaaaarrggghfdiohognofsjjntr.
[tags]xmas travel, heathrow, moncton, montana’s, homemade ice cream[/tags]
Five days before Christmas…you’d expect hellish lines at the airport, right? Well, we arrived at the Westjet counter to find a line consisting of precisely zero people. None. Rien. We strolled on up, got the first agent, and zipped through security to our gate. Sweet!
The downside, of course, is that we now had an hour to kill before boarding. We just had a walk around the terminal, bought some trash magazines (Details for me, Cosmo for Nellie) and had a snack. Oh well; I’d rather sit and read for half an hour than risk getting caught in a line.
All in all the airport is remarkably quiet. Note to self: travel on Wednesday afternoons whenever possible.
[tags]pearson airport, westjet, lineups[/tags]