canada october visit (COUNT=1877)

i++ congee queen with mum & dad

i++ running with leaves

i++ herbal jelly + matcha (pic above)

walk with tina (COUNT=1871)

i++ ceviche @ village pantry

i++ preceded on walk/climb along hurricane swept rail trail

i++ followed by the bright water of flatts

DUB again (COUNT=1857)

i++ dublin hilton garden inn is one of the few hotels where the room is much nicer than the picture (above). as someone who does not watch television (unless watching it with james), i want the set to take up as little space as possible

i++ eco denta + mint oil from holland & barrett. yes i am now a toothpaste fanatic

i++ mexican bagel @ itsa

grateful (COUNT=1842)

i++ running middle road followed by

i++ curry chicken breakfast @ island cuisine

i++ team lunch @ bowl 61

west end

We are loving BDA very much but every time we visit t dot we debate where we would live when we eventually move back

Me: Gotta be cool and live in the west end within walking distance of giulietta (picture above)

Him: Not as good as bestellen used to be

Me: Well let’s move back to the Esplanade drinking coffee @ tandem, eating pizza @ mangia & bevi and walking around berczy park

Him: Okay let’s just have a swizzle

p.s. would probably spend every other weekend in the west end anyway drinking coffee @ good neighbour, browsing around average and eating carpaccio @ imanishi

to travel or not to travel

Traveling can definitely create a dependency

Achingly beautiful landscape enthralls and as my flight takes off from New Chitose airport, a train of thoughts move towards the next time. For my fifth trip to Japan, should I go to Kitakyushu? Or Sensuijima? Or revisit Wakayama

But before the first train can explode with possibilities, another train of thoughts interjects. Is this real? Or another thing I do so that I can pretend to understand reality without really understanding anything

I think the magic of Japan is the immersion in the here now, eating local, drinking local, buying local. But what is local for someone like me who has lived in different places my entire life?

This final train brings me back to

greenwood (the location of my first school in canada): roast @ pilot

coxwell (the location of our first rental in canada): brew @ godspeed

main street (home sweet home): bbq @ beach hill smokehouse

northern kitchen

We stayed at la’gent in odori and loved it especially breakfast at northern kitchen. Me interpreting Japanese design magazines. Him munching on french toast