Category Archives: Walks

Of Visual Pleasures: Day Six

After a rough day from before, Justin and I woke up to a breakfast of salmon tartar, hot coffee, and… … Orange poppy seed cake.  I never noticed until then, but there are very few things as pleasurable as having

Of Visual Pleasures: Day Six

After a rough day from before, Justin and I woke up to a breakfast of salmon tartar, hot coffee, and… … Orange poppy seed cake.  I never noticed until then, but there are very few things as pleasurable as having

Of Lousy Feelings: Day Five

First of all, I want to thank you all for the kind messages you left me!  It is going to take a few days before I pick up the pace and reply to all the comments from the past two

Of Lousy Feelings: Day Five

First of all, I want to thank you all for the kind messages you left me!  It is going to take a few days before I pick up the pace and reply to all the comments from the past two

Of Parks and Museums: Day Four

There were one or two things about London that Justin and I spotted after spending a few days there. The first and foremost was its quick pace, especially in comparison to that of Montreal or Vancouver.  As we made our

Of Parks and Museums: Day Four

There were one or two things about London that Justin and I spotted after spending a few days there. The first and foremost was its quick pace, especially in comparison to that of Montreal or Vancouver.  As we made our

Of English Classics: Day Three

Our day began in Covent Garden, where we planned to visit the Transport Museum and to do some window-shopping. But first, we dropped by at a random pub for some English breakfast.  Nothing like a yummy plate of fats and

Of English Classics: Day Three

Our day began in Covent Garden, where we planned to visit the Transport Museum and to do some window-shopping. But first, we dropped by at a random pub for some English breakfast.  Nothing like a yummy plate of fats and

Of Market and Theatre: Day Two

At the snaillike pace that I am going (one post per week; one day per post), it will be December by the time that I am done documenting this three-week trip.  On one hand, I think it is worth it: the more

Of Market and Theatre: Day Two

At the snaillike pace that I am going (one post per week; one day per post), it will be December by the time that I am done documenting this three-week trip.  On one hand, I think it is worth it: the more

Of Curry: A Rainy First Day

Ah, London… The city where I attended a youth art camp at Central Saint Martins five summers ago, where I roamed around freely, where I discovered British eccentric fashion, where I spent my free afternoons idling at Tate by the riverbank…

Of Curry: A Rainy First Day

Ah, London… The city where I attended a youth art camp at Central Saint Martins five summers ago, where I roamed around freely, where I discovered British eccentric fashion, where I spent my free afternoons idling at Tate by the riverbank…

Of Airline Bento: To Heathrow!

One thing that I dislike the most about travelling is, well, travelling itself.  Thoughts of hauling heavy luggage up and down, running into unexpected delays, and eating lousy sandwiches at stations are enough to turn me into the world’s grumpiest person. (And

Of Airline Bento: To Heathrow!

One thing that I dislike the most about travelling is, well, travelling itself.  Thoughts of hauling heavy luggage up and down, running into unexpected delays, and eating lousy sandwiches at stations are enough to turn me into the world’s grumpiest person. (And