On the sprawling field behind a quaint village on the banks of the St. Lawrence, a wooden lance shatters into a dozen pieces, sending a knight flying off his horse and onto the grass below. The spectators groan in sympathy.
This past weekend, the Medieval Festival set up camp at the far end of Upper Canada Village. It was an odd clash of time periods to be sure, but definitely a summer experience not to miss. I’ve always loved coming to this beautifully recreated 1800s village,...
On my first visit to Edinburgh, I spent a lot of time getting familiar with the city, but after a while I began to crave more and decided to branch out. One of the great things about Edinburgh, or really any big city in the UK, is their railway system. It’s very easy to hop on a train and take a daytrip!
Although Edinburgh is amazing, I highly recommend going beyond Scotland’s capital if you have the time. Here are six charming towns, close to Edinburgh, which I think everyone...
The city comes alive as the sun sputters into the sea, dragging the heat down with it.
The fish that had sat on display, nestled in flaked ice, now grace the plates of tourists in artful swirls of purple grilled octopus, red snapper with lemon bursts, blackened escargot and white-fleshed scallops. Sunset catches in wine glasses and raki shots, while stray cats wander between tables on restaurant patios, hoping for dinner scraps from soft-hearted tourists.
The shops get their...
I’m a voracious traveller, I consume everything around me. That means that sometimes, after having explored every inch of a place or having packed my days full of trips and activities, I get full. So full that I need to stop and just take a break from my travels.
I think it’s important to leave some breathing room in your itinerary. Travel shouldn’t be a checklist you’re trying to get through. When you’re on the go in a new city, your senses are dialed up to the max and...
Imagine yourself on a beach. But before you go too far with daydreaming about beach volleyball and margaritas, ask yourself this first — what’s the sand like?
Is it that fine golden sand that packs hard under your feet when wet, making it easy to jog alongside the water? Or is it pebbled and impossible to walk on? Maybe it’s grainy and loose like the black volcanic sands of Santorini, which heats up to scalding hot levels in the sun.
One of my favourite swimming holes was...