Well, I arrived in Toronto two hours late, and at 1:00am there were no lines at the airport. Rochelle, who I call my daughter-in-law, was there to meet me—which was brilliant. When I got to Customs the officer said 'go ahead'. I said that, after spending two hours with my friend Brian in Mexico filling... Continue Reading →
Well, here I am in the Mexico City airport, arriving from Guadalajara early, as sometimes they cancel planes and I am very comfortable in the lounge. I am sad to leave Ajijic…my friends, the culture and the music. Yesterday, I was asking myself: will I come back? Yes, I will! I feel very fortunate to... Continue Reading →
As I said in last blog, never travel with Saudi Arabian Airlines!! I somehow ended up in Riyadh, in transit to Mauritius, very old plane, crew had no idea what they were doing and didn't care. When we arrived at the airport, some man who was a official, starting yelling at me as I got into the transit area, I... Continue Reading →
These pictures are of me leaving Penang, which was very tough to leave!! I am in Yangon, Myanmar, and this is just an incredible place!!! 300 Ethnic groups here, and I will quote my Lonely Planet Guide, “You feel you have stepped into an issue of National Geographic around 1910, with no Starbucks in sight!”... Continue Reading →
I’m not too sure where to start. I left Toronto with many bruises, a bump on head and a black eye! The story of that was, I was having dinner with friends at their country home, I got up from the table carrying bowl of potato salad, I started walking from the candlelit dining room... Continue Reading →
Well, 2 days after my trip to Trinidad, I attended the Schembri wedding, Julie, my friend's eldest child Jeremy was getting married. (For those who read my book, Julie's late husband Charles was one of the special ones in the world, and in my life, he died very young of Cancer). It was a beautiful... Continue Reading →
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