My friend Bill (not his real name) told me the other day he’s started a destination wedding business. My first thought was “how hard can that be? You just cram a bunch of twenty somethings on an island, then marry off whoever’s left after the last rose ceremony”.
I’ve sometimes wondered what it would be like to write like a “real” travel blogger. Who knows, I might immediately get offered perks like six free nights at the Paris Hilton – or not.
My friend John was recently quoted as saying “my phone doesn’t understand emojis, and neither do I”.
Those who have travelled with us know that our mantra is “nobody gets left behind.” Well, not until today.
Air travel is full of mystery ….I’m talking about some of the really BIG questions of life.
I always feel that a place is truly defined by its food because, in the words of Cesar Chavez, “the people who give you their food, give you their heart.”
“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.
“I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.” – Alice in Wonderland
I always wondered where they got the inspiration for the famous BBC series Fawlty Towers. Now I know.
Our French is pretty limited, so we ask the hotel guy to book us a cab to the car rental depot. He orders a cab to the airport instead, because “Personne n’est assez stupide pour conduire de Montréal à Niagara Falls!” (literally “nobody is stupid enough to drive from Montreal to Niagara Falls!”)
Montreal hasn’t moved me. In fact, between roadworks and street closures, nobody else seems to be moving either.
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