When most folks in my corner of the world consider a winter get away they usually picture someplace warm, perhaps a tropical drink in hand and toes in the sand. Or … hardier travellers might head for the ski hills. I tend toward city visits.
But in this particular trip, I’d have to say, I didn’t time it very well.
I haven’t been to Saint John, New Brunswick for years, so I was looking forward to a little exploring.
A VERY little exploring, it turned out.
The combination of bitter cold temperatures and brisk windchills (ie -30C) with ice covered sidewalks conspired against me.
I managed a quick jaunt along Germaine Street and wasn’t disappointed with the architecture.
Luckily, the city makes a visit a little easier in winter with pedways and tunnels connecting some of the must see spots…
… Such as the very charming City Market.
That said, I feel a return visit during one of the warmer months is warranted – for sure.
For now, I’m in full agreement with Norm Frampton – enough with winter!
Treasures in small-ish places.
This summer we made our way across the pond to the village of Countesthorpe (pop 6,300 +\-), Leicestershire in England to visit my in-laws. Thats smack in the middle of the Midlands.
My husbands folks have always come to us. For years and years. But now, age and health concerns have gotten in the way. So, it’s our turn to return the favour.
And lucky us!! We get to explore!
Open door policy at the Bulls Head.
As you can see, it was bright and sunny – every single day. And HOT! Unexpectedly hot.
Nice job, Countesthorpe! You sure offer up a nice variety is welcoming doorways!!
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Lucky me!! Last week I was in Toronto visiting my son and his girl. To my great delight, the city was playing host to its International Film Festival (TIFF).
And I was gifted with a ticket!!
So, while everyone else was busy in their work lives, I made my way to the glorious Winter Garden Theatre to see ‘Collette’ (staring Kiera Knightly) in THE MIDDLE OF THE AFTERNOON!!!
And what a place to see a film!!!
Just a little over the top- in the nicest possible way.
I sat beside a woman who bragged she’d been coming to the Festival every year for the past 40 years. (I didn’t even know it was that old!). I confessed, in a very small voice, that this was my first.
By the time I’d emerged from this magical space back onto the hot, humid, busy, gritty Younge Street, I was hooked! Already planning my trip next September to coincide with TIFF. And this time I’ll do the research and take in more shows.
As for the film, Collette, I recommend it. A biopic, celebrating the life of France’s icon female writer. Watch for it! It’s coming!
Celebrating Thursday Doors!
Back in the ’70’s, plans for a dam on the beautiful St John River in New Brunswick threatened a group of 18th Century buildings. Some bright spark had the idea to move them out of harms way. The result is s vibrant, living historical village.
We visited on a very hot holiday Monday and all the doors were thrown open to welcome a bit of breeze as well as us visitors.
The delightful staff not only welcomed us into their homes and places of business, they drew us in the 18th village with the play acting. We were encouraged to lend a hand to help with the chores. Because it takes a village to … well … make village.
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Last week we were in Manhattan and decided to take a little walk.
We made our way from the east side of 40th Street south to the Brooklyn Bridge.
Soooooo, of course we had to walk across to Brooklyn.
After checking out the Promenade, we wandered through the streets of Brooklyn Heights.
Those stately brownstones have some pretty serious door-bragging-rights!
I couldn’t resist stopping to grab a few shots on my phone… to share with you.
After stopping for a delicious pizza & salad, we made our way to Dumbo for a quick explore before heading back across the Bridge and to our hotel.
It was a long, hot walk. Something like 23 kilometres in New York’s August heat.
And still, it was an exhilarating adventure! One of those bucket list kind of days.
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We are currently touring, and falling head-over-heels in love with the beautiful and magical country of Wales.
Stopped by here for a pot of tea. After we found the door …
THERE it is!!!
A lovely cuppa!
Take note of the brass plaque on the wall by the door. It indicates the high water mark of the flood waters from the adjacent river.
This is one resilient building. Charming and strong. Just like Wales.
Fredericton has some very pretty houses. Their entrances are made all the more inviting with a bit of fresh snow.
We enjoyed a walk around while waiting for Son #1 to finish classes so we could takes him home for “Spring Break”. Apparently, Mother Nature didn’t get the memo.
That was okay with us, though. It was a gentle snow with no wind … and not too cold temperatures.
The plants know. These buds (lilac, maybe?) are ready for warmer weather.
I predict the snow will melt away fairly quickly and things will green up quickly.
That said, I’m happy to have my young fella home – where there is no snow, and the crocuses are thinking about blooming. Which is freakishly early in the season for here. Worryingly so. But that’s another thought for another day.
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