This post started out as me announcing some changes — a new look, a new location, a new direction. As I was writing, my preamble turned into a rant. I realized this blog and my social media accounts don’t bring me joy. Now, don’t get me wrong. I love the people I’ve met and become friends with…
It’s easy to get caught up in all the things there are to do in Toronto in summer — between exploring all the neighbourhoods, eating all the food, and avoiding all the tourist traps, you could easily fill a week-long itinerary. But why not get out of the city and take a couple day trips…
Fruit picked from the tree, vegetables pulled from the ground, fish, uhh… fished from the ocean — the truth is, I never had a more well-rounded diet than when I lived in Martinique. Food in Martinique is its own thing, a rich mélange of West African, French, Indigenous, and South Asian flavours, foodstuffs, and cooking styles.…
Travellers often complain that London is so hard to get to know. Believe me, I’m with them on that! The place is so big you’ll find that even seasoned expats only know their own little corners of the city [big ups North London!]. But with a bit of research and a few [or all!] of these…
It’s been a busy challenging few months. I haven’t written anything for this blog since December and truth be told, I’ve been feeling less than inspired to write in general. I’m coming to the end of my master’s degree and starting over putting the finishing touches on my thesis. In any case, change is in…
A good friend of mine is studying to be a lawyer. I said to her yesterday that I was surprised she’s going in such a ‘corporate’ direction — not because she shouldn’t be, but because her side projects are strongly oriented towards social justice in the Black and Indigenous communities. I just assumed her decision…
“To me the Caribbean was a bag of clichés of rasta locked, ganja smoking, reggae listening chillers who live on palm filled islands surrounded by clear blue water whilst swigging rum. I had no idea how right I was.” — Caribbean Paradise: Cuba Libres, coconuts and confirming clichés on Little Corn I cringe almost every…
Last year I spent a total of two months travelling in Morocco, most of which I spent solo. While planning my first six-week trip, I read a lot of articles and blog posts written by women who had travelled Morocco solo. If you’ve done even a bit of research on the topic, you can imagine…
“This is the most famous viewpoint in all of Morocco,” said Omar, our Marrakshi guide for the day. “It is called Tizi n’Tichka pass and what you are looking at are the Atlas Mountains.” It had taken nearly two hours of driving along some of the scariest and most nausea-inducing roads in Morocco to get…
Yes, the ever-elusive ‘how to make friends in London’ situation. It’s funny when you think about it: it’s one of the few things we actually get worse at as we get older. Since university I’ve watched my circle of friends dwindle1 with no signs of it abating. So, when I started writing this post, my first thought…
