When I decided to travel across Canada in 2013, I knew was going to have to dig somewhat deeply into my pockets to finance the trip. Initially, I planned on capping my budget at $3,000, but I secretly kept in mind that it could hit up to $5,000. In the end, it cost roughly $3,500.… More How I traveled across Canada on $3,500
A year ago today, I began an eight-week trip across Canada. I wrote more than a dozen posts about my journey, so there’s not really one specific post that can sum up my experience. I thought a word cloud would be a more fun way to see what I wrote about. (I basically ran all the… More Wordcloud: Canada
Canada was definitely a fun adventure. It came to an end so much more quickly than I realized. Eight weeks flew by so quickly! My final moments were spent in the lobby at the hostel. I talked to Steph while waiting for the taxi to pick me up. (The night prior, as we both struggled to pack our… More Point and shoot: Quebec (part 3)
(I was so impressed with Makiko’s ability to speak four languages. So impressed. She said she’s not perfect at every single language, but she’s fluent enough to communicate with people who speak the languages she speaks. And if she makes a mistake, she said the person/people with whom she converses will probably correct her.)
Quebec looks like a fairy tale, and although it was nearly sunset when I walked around, I took full advantage of my camera and shot these beauties:
Brooke, Sebastian and I visited Olympic Park (site of the 1976 Olympic games) on my last day in Montreal. We then split up for several hours, and I did some shooting around: University of Montreal Saint Paul’s Oratory Old Montreal Brooke, Sebastian, and I met up again in the evening to watch a hockey game:… More Point and Shoot: Montreal
Why is it that in America and Canada, it is acceptable for university students to eat food in classrooms, as if the learning space were a kitchen or dining room? Why is it acceptable for students to take calls in class, and then walk out of the room even while the instructor is presenting a… More Foreign perspectives on North America
You know you’re in French Canada when stop signs look like this: Canada became more and more French the farther east I traveled. Ottawa was the turning point, as practically everyone working at any place spoke both English and French. Even the buses announced stops in both languages. That was not the case in cities… More Bonjour, Montreal!
Getting from Toronto to Ottawa was made possibly by… Greyhound! This time it wasn’t horrible at all because the ride was only five to six hours. AND the seats were waaaaay more comfortable. I scored and got on an express bus, which had neck support, more leg room, and even WI-Fi! I took a different… More Where’s all the security in Canada’s capital?
When you stay at a hostel with limited washing machines and dryers, doing laundry requires you to keep an eye on these facilities like a hawk. Like someone’s trying to snatch your last two bottles of water on Earth. As it was my final day in Toronto, I had to get laundry out of the… More Laundry nightmare at the hostel