A “hard launch,” I’m told, is when you post a picture of you and your partner on Instagram after having kept it a secret. A “soft launch” is when you post a picture of you and your partner on Instagram at the end of a gallery of related photos after having kept it a secret. Hannah posted a picture of us on her Instagram Stories today while we were waiting to board at the airport.
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August 16, 2023
Some days are slower than others. Today, we took a pedal boat around the lagoon at Bowness Park. We were never moving too fast. For an hour, without any gusto, we pedalled.
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August 15, 2023
Despite growing up only a couple of hours away, I’ve never been to the tea house at the end of the hike around Lake Louise. Today we made the hike.
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August 14, 2023
In PEI, we went to the original Cows Creamery. We waited in line to get ice cream twice. It was good. I usually get a fruit flavour, which I did on the first occasion, but I branched out and got one maple flavoured scoop and one scoop of a caramel flavour the second time. That’s what makes vacations nice — they get you out of your routine.
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August 11, 2023
On the plane, I asked Hannah if I was going home or to my hometown. She said that it’d be my hometown because it’s the place where I grew up. Where I live now, Toronto, is my home. She then asked me if Toronto feels like home. I said that it doesn’t quite, partly because we’re renting.
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August 10, 2023
Waiting is busy at the airport. Standing in lines, repacking at security, sitting at the gate. Remaining aware keeps you busy.
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August 9, 2023
I woke up on the couch at 4:00 am and made my way to bed. At 7:00 the cats wanted breakfast. I tried going back to sleep. I almost started missing the days when I would sleep clean through the morning and into the middle of the afternoon.
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August 1, 2023
I swam in the Atlantic Ocean today for the first time. Yesterday, we dipped our feet in but today we went all in. It’s quite salty.
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July 31, 2023
We went to a beach today. It seemed like the thing to do given that we’re taking a vacation on an island. It was stunning. I wore jeans.
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July 30 (31), 2023
What a difference a day makes. We woke up in the hotel all right. I suggested that we get breakfast before showering and packing up so we did. We had a lost-in-translation moment: the receptionist told us that they have a “small” breakfast in the mornings but we understood that to mean a “short” breakfast because of the way that “petite” can be used in French. It was, in fact, a small breakfast.
At the coffee machine, I punched in a French Vanilla. I got a cup full of hot French vanilla coffee-mate. The option I should have chosen was Café French Vanilla. Again, another small lost-in-translation moment. Ordering a coffee and breakfast sandwich at the first Tim Horton’s we saw on the highway proved to be a complicated experience, too.
After we sorted that out, got some coffee in us, and ate a bit, we drove out of Quebec and into New Brunswick. Almost immediately we felt better. That artificial border changes people. During the entire drive, the sun was shining and the clouds floated gently in the sky. Our conversations were vibrant and our stops were pleasant. As the sun was setting we arrived at the Confederation Bridge, an engineering marvel that I’m in awe of.
After getting lost on the roads of PEI and driving down a bulldozer lane way, we found our way to our resting place for the week. We were welcomed with open arms, given a drink, and took a couple of hours to chat. Now, it’s time for bed.
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July 29, 2023
After a nine-hour drive, we have ended up in a hotel room that feels like something out of Fawlty Towers, without the superfluous little staircase, but complete with the ‘70s vibe. The carpets are patterned with alternating strips of two different shades of red separated by alternating strips of two different shades of grey. The widths alternate, too, between thick (~5 cm), medium (~2-3 cm), and thin (~0.5-1 cm).
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July 28, 2023
We decided to take a road trip a few months ago. Even still, the last twelve hours have been spent running around trying to get things sorted out so that we’re ready to go. Why does it always seem to happen this way?
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