Europe, My Love…

1120c225bef3d92a66a30a48945cbcc6.jpgRudesheim, Germany- Photo by Tio Ceho on the Fivehundredpx/Jose Plaza Photography

It is pictures like these that remind me that I am meant to live in Europe. How do I know it? I can just feel it. Whenever I see a photograph, hear a song, catch a phrase in a foreign language, my heart starts to beat faster. It is a dream so strong and so precious, that it physically hurts to not be living it. I lose myself in the possibility that, perhaps, this could become my reality.
So what do I do? I come back down to Earth, adjust my bearings, and fall in love and in purpose with Europe all over again.  I formulate my plan.
Now if that isn’t a sign then what is?
I don’t know when or where or how I am going to get there…but I will get there. One day. Some day. Soon.
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#One Day-Cornwall, UK#

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A breath-taking landscape from Cornwall England


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….and a lovely painting of  Cornwall England by a Ms.Mary Maddox

I am a huge fan of the British tv series Doc Martin starring the immensely talented Martin Clunes; and as a result, I fell in love with Cornwall England. I came across this painting on one of the Doc Martin Fan forums so I thought I’d share. The artist really did a wonderful job!

It’s places like these that make you want to get up and travel, doesn’t it?

One day Cornwall, one day…

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#Europe My Love#-Leeuwarden, Netherlands

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When I was a teenager I fell completely under the spell of romance author Betty Neels, a retired nurse who started writing romance novels in the 1960s. The main character was always a young nurse, well-built, not too pretty but with beautiful eyes who somehow got tangled into a sweet romance with a handsome Dutch physician in the Netherlands. I liked her books so much, I bought out my local library’s entire collection at their annual Summer Sale! I still have a drawer filled with her books.


However, like most Harlequin Romance fans, I outgrew Betty Neels’ books, but her description of the Netherlands stills stays with me and has become a significant stop on my Europe Bucket List.

Photographer Bas Meelker photographed the winter canals of Ljouwert , Netherlands (Leeuwarden in English)  just beautifully. As soon as I saw this, I had to share it. It captures the Dutch city exactly as Betty Neels described it in her books.

One day. One day…

In the mean time, maybe I’ll pull out one of Betty’s old books and go back in time for awhile…


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#Enchanted By Edinburgh#

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This beautiful capture that I came across today is the Bank of Scotland Headquarters in Edinburgh, Scotland. This photograph is amazing; for me, it captures down to a tee, how I see myself strolling through Edinburgh on a beautiful twilight evening. The ambiance radiating from the frame is so romantic.

I have a very overactive imagination and sometimes I get a little disappointed when the picture/film in reality doesn’t live up to my own mental photostream ( ie. The Harry Potter movies :S)

But this photographer, Dave Stewart of, doesn’t disappoint. In fact, he achieves the exact opposite. This photograph is Magic, pure and simple.

Thanks for sharing Dave!

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#Le Reve de Paris#

I went on a blind date a few weeks ago and when asked about my ideal place to travel, Paris was my answer, flying straight out of mouth before I could even think about it. The guy looked at me over his glasses, a little condescendingly, and said, “Everyone picks Paris, but when they actually go there they are so disappointed. Don’t expect too much.”

I looked at him, rather pityingly, over my coffee cup and replied, ” You don’t know Paris. She meets all my expectations and more. I won’t be disappointed.”

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* photos courtesy of Pinterest, merci beaucoup!*   
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#True North- A Canadian Summer#


Summer Icebergs in Newfoundland, Canada

During my undergraduate years, I went on a French Immersion program to Point-de-l’Eglise, Nova Scotia to study French for 2 months. It was an amazing experience, meeting people from all over Canada and the USA, speaking only in French for 6 weeks and taking up life as a Maritimer.

One of my classmates was a Metis-Canadian from Labrador, Canada and when we got to talking I mentioned that one of my goals in life was to see an iceberg up close.

He looked at me and smiled, “I see icebergs everyday, right outside my window.”

I was shocked. “Whaaa?!?! What do you mean you see icebergs outside your window?”. ( This conversation is all in French mind you)

He smiled, all Yoda-like at my city-girl ignorance and explained, ” Back home (in Newfoundland and Labrador), my town lies on a cliff and my house faces the ocean. So I get to see all sorts of things-icebergs floating by, orcas, whales and seals swimming close, even the Aurora Borealis Northern Lights when the season’s right”.

I melted. What a life! I would love to practice Medicine and write books in a place like that- Nature at it’s finest. So here’s a photo I found of what must be a typical sighting to my friend and the citizens  of Newfoundland and Labrador.

Isn’t that something?

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#Loveliest Florence#


Under the Loggia dei Lanzi, in Piazza della Signoria

Out of all the cities I have visited in Italy, Florence was the place to capture my heart. Every corner, every nook is a blending of art and history, passion and simplicity, elegance and rustic charm; you can literally walk around all day and not get bored for even a minute. It’s an extremely beautiful city;  once you make her acquaintance you will never forget her and she will always beckon you to return.

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The True North – A Canadian Summer

I was talking to my friend in British Columbia the other day and amidst planning out our dream travels and then coming back down to earth to chalk-out our real-life, affordable travels, a question came to our minds. “Why don’t Canadians ever spend time discovering Canada?”. Canada is one of the most naturally beautiful countries in the world; with it’s beaches, seashores, mountains, woodlands, cities and quaint towns-it’s the perfect blend of metropolitan and roughin’ it. So what’s the problem?

After another hour of conversation, we figured it out. Bottom line is, travelling around Canada is VEERRYY expensive. Flying from Calgary to Toronto is about the same as flying from Toronto to London, England! Train tickets are no better. Hence the reason so many Canadians head down South or across the Atlantic/Pacific ponds to the Exotic. It’s cheaper than exploring our own lands!

However, there are some amazing spots in this country, well worth a week’s getaway even at such a steep price. So conclusion? My friend and I decided to start exploring our roots on a budget. Small steps, local spots this summer until  we’ve saved enough to meet somewhere in the middle, preferably at one of these beautiful spots below. And eventually, when we are old and grey, still backpacking through this great landscape, we’ll reach that moment when we’ve seen it all.

I’ll keep you posted!

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Lake Louise, Banff Alberta

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Chilliwack British Columbia

#Art Gaze#-Vincent van Gogh,162 Years Today


Yesterday was the birth day of one of my all-time favourtie artists-Vincent Willem van Gogh. I was first introduced to Van Gogh 13 years ago when I bought a mural-sized print of Starry Night at my university’s Art Department Festival.



I didn’t know anything about Vincent van Gogh back then, but as I tacked it up onto my bedroom wall, and stood back to admire it, I was swept away. It was like Emotion had come alive, even in a print. The details, the style, the texture of the layers of paint used, made everything come alive. From the tiniest blade of grass, to the shooting stars in the sky–it seemed like everything was bursting with energy. With Life.


Many years later, on a trip to New York, I spent several hours walking the city in search of the MOMA because Starry Night was on display there. However, I got hopelessly lost and never made it to see the canvas in person. However, I ended up at the Met and saw a few other paintings by van Gogh and each miniscule canvas seemed to be emanating energy–like the details painted were reflecting the emotions put into the picture. It was amazing-and I’ve been in love with van Gogh’s work every since.


I still haven’t met van Gogh’s Starry Night in person, every time I’ve made an effort to find it, it’s been moved on to another city. But I’ll get there. In the mean time, I have my own print, still on my bedroom wall, 13 years later. And it still evokes the same emotions I felt back then. A community under the comfort and safety of Divine Grace.




Yours Sincerely,

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