Old friendships are worth the trip. Recently one of my dearest gal pals and I stayed at The Burrard Hotel, in Vancouver, B.C., to kvetch and eat donuts. It was a low-key ending to a high glam, big chillax girls weekend – a chance for this mama to take a break from adulting and bond with some besties while my little man was spoiled by grandparents.
A third in a series of British Columbia/Washington area getaways, my gal pal and I were stoked to nab a room at the colourful and mega central hotel, The Burrard.
Last fall when I travelled to Vancouver for some much needed mama solo time (Read more here and here). One of my not-so-often travel opportunities became available: a hangout with one of my fave Torontonians: my pal Elly, writer of books, traveller of the world, eater of things and third time running platonic honeymoon** buddy. Read more
Thanks. Merci. Haaw’a. Gracias. Enkosi Kakhulu. Baie Dankie, Thank you.
Since late last October, after an amazing trip that was totally worth being thankful for, I started saying thank you every day. Meaning I wrote, rather texted, what I was thankful for every day and fired it off to my stepmom. In December, I looped another person into my social experiment, asking one of my best friends to join my everyday ‘Thank you’ ritual. Read more
As a bonafide extrovert on the Meyers Briggs spectrum, I need to level up my energy stores by participating in at least one girls’ weekend per year (if not more). Some of my favourite girls’ weekends have included surf fun in Tofino, festival fandango in Palm Springs or foodie forays in Edmonton. One of the best ways to recharge my people-loving jets is to organize a getaway full of long meals, smelly cheese and some hot tub soaks including an adult sleepover. There’s something that speaks to my 12 year old self when I have an adult sleepover/girls weekend with my besties. The communal acts of sharing drinks, catching up on non-work/non-partner/non-kid life and helping each other decide what to wear out is something I’ve always enjoyed.
A recent rendition of one such girls’ weekend happened in Vancouver – my former hometown and current location of the uber-luxe Fairmont Pacific Rim. As my bambino bonded with grandparents, I kvetched with friends at the downtown Vancouver hotel. It was divine and restful. Read more
Bandung, the capital of West Java, is nicknamed Paris of Java because of it is remarkably similar to both Paris and Europe. The city also enjoys another nickname – Flower City – as Bandung used to have many flowers. The city boasts of mild and year round pleasant weather and is equally popular with the local Jakartans who travel there for weekend trips and international travellers who trek there for short or long stays. For outdoor fun in Bandung, there are a lot of hotel options but one of the best is the Dago Highland Resort because of it’s access to local golf courses and cultural parks. So find out here what kind of outdoor fun you can have in Bandung and places like the Dago Highland.
Alun-alun is the city square in Bandung and is typically a square of grass fields with the major residence and a grand mosque that has undergone a major renovation and expansion. Tangkuban Perahu lies towards the northern side of Bandung and Lembang is the nearest city. Your trip to Bandung will not be complete without visiting the crater of an active volcanic mountain. Read more