Everyone remembers their first grand Canadian road trip a little differently. Some recall the mountains rising like old guardians along…
Knowing that I live in this beautiful country, I have had a few people ask me online lately, “Is Costa…
In the spring of 1992, I did what a lot of young men do when the ground under their feet…
The pub had a reputation, and like most good reputations in Canada, it came with a story that grew a…
If politics today feels like a wrestling match where you’re expected to cheer blindly for the guy in red tights…
I try, as much as possible, to keep politics off this blog. Not because I don’t care, but because this…
January used to mean layers. Serious layers. The kind where you dress like an overstuffed sausage just to take the…
There’s something about leaving home that opens your eyes to what you truly value. You start to notice the little…
While this may come as a surprise, considering that I sold everything in Canada to move to Costa Rica, I’ve…
I have never been one for heat. Living in Penticton, British Columbia, for 30 years, I always felt summers were…