Okay, I confess. My butler just brought me a glass of pink champagne. And now I’m going to Nobu – the celebrity-ridden Japanese restaurant that I keep reading about. Because, like, everyone famous goes there and then has a fight or…
Watching the Bachelor … for research purposes only
I was at a lunch hosted by Thuringia Province, Germany, a couple of days ago at the Fairmont Royal York in Toronto. This area of former East Germany (Thuringia, not the Royal York Hotel) is off the main tourist track…
Where Am I? A Travel Writer's Life of Confusion
Okay, physically I’m in Toronto. I know that because the view out of my window shows highrises and trees with dingy gold coloured leaves ready to fall. Mentally, I’m still on the island of Grand Bahama thinking about pirate treasure and the…
Bahamas Beaches, Blue Drinks and Fried Fish
“I know it’s bad to tan but I’m deprived of Vitamin D,” said Olga, the PR woman who has organized our trip to Freeport, as she flops over on her beach towel. It’s a good excuse and I’m using it.…
The Travelling Blues – Ocean Blues, that is
The view from my hotel, the Radisson Our Lucaya, is great but I still have no story. Yesterday I did a driving tour and went to the Garden of the Groves, but still have no story. Starting to panic. The…
Walking the Red Carpet – Good Times on WestJet's New Flight to Freeport
“I’m only taking inaugural flights from now on,” says the woman behind me on the bus from the airport to our hotel in Freeport, Bahamas. Who can blame her? From the belly-shaking dancers at Pearson to the champagne with orange juice and our…