Saturday, August 28, 2004
Cool Japan
Summers in Japan can get pretty hot, which makes grabbing take-out ice cream back to one's hotel can be difficult (assuming does not prefer soupy ice cream). Fortunately, the Japanese think of everything.
The sundae we bought came with a handy cardboard carrier, including miniature gel ice-pack, and spacer (to make sure the sundae doesn't move around or tip over during transport). Sure enough, this little package helped our sundae survive the 30-minute trip from Kyoto city-centre to the Westin Miyako Kyoto hotel.
Summers in Japan can get pretty hot, which makes grabbing take-out ice cream back to one's hotel can be difficult (assuming does not prefer soupy ice cream). Fortunately, the Japanese think of everything.
The sundae we bought came with a handy cardboard carrier, including miniature gel ice-pack, and spacer (to make sure the sundae doesn't move around or tip over during transport). Sure enough, this little package helped our sundae survive the 30-minute trip from Kyoto city-centre to the Westin Miyako Kyoto hotel.
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Thursday, August 26, 2004
the coloUred girls' collective
We went to see our friend Nicole Stamp in a reprisal of a 70s play that the coloUred girls' collective are presenting. FOR COLORED GIRLS WHO HAVE CONSIDERED SUICIDE / WHEN THE RAINBOW IS ENUF is playing at the Muraille Backspace (16 Ryerson).
These seven talented ladies perform the choreopoem wonderfully. They present the poems with great emotions of happiness, love, and tragic dispair. They dance, sing, and simply tell the stories of the unnamed women they play providing insight to what it is like to be a woman and black in the 70s. It becomes immediately apparant that these insights are equally valid today.
The play, and Nicole especially, gets wonderful reviews from both Eye and Now Magazine.
Go see it; it runs until August 29th.
We went to see our friend Nicole Stamp in a reprisal of a 70s play that the coloUred girls' collective are presenting. FOR COLORED GIRLS WHO HAVE CONSIDERED SUICIDE / WHEN THE RAINBOW IS ENUF is playing at the Muraille Backspace (16 Ryerson).
These seven talented ladies perform the choreopoem wonderfully. They present the poems with great emotions of happiness, love, and tragic dispair. They dance, sing, and simply tell the stories of the unnamed women they play providing insight to what it is like to be a woman and black in the 70s. It becomes immediately apparant that these insights are equally valid today.
The play, and Nicole especially, gets wonderful reviews from both Eye and Now Magazine.
Go see it; it runs until August 29th.
posted by Wayne at 12:31 PM |
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Monday, August 23, 2004
Fond Memories
I thought about an old high school friend today. I had tried to look him up a number of years ago without much luck. I tried a Google search and finally came up with the website for cozybones, an indie band out of British Columbia. I had found him, as Eamon played bass for this band. As I quickly scanned the website, I quickly learned that Eamon had died 2 years ago to this month.
Eamon Kroetsch and I were close friends in the final years of high school. We were very different people in many ways but somehow we got along. He had a great love of music and writing and we shared many discussions about life, religion, and love. We lost touch after high school but from time to time my thoughts would come back to Eamon and our friendship.
Today, I mourn the loss of a friend.
I thought about an old high school friend today. I had tried to look him up a number of years ago without much luck. I tried a Google search and finally came up with the website for cozybones, an indie band out of British Columbia. I had found him, as Eamon played bass for this band. As I quickly scanned the website, I quickly learned that Eamon had died 2 years ago to this month.
Eamon Kroetsch and I were close friends in the final years of high school. We were very different people in many ways but somehow we got along. He had a great love of music and writing and we shared many discussions about life, religion, and love. We lost touch after high school but from time to time my thoughts would come back to Eamon and our friendship.
Today, I mourn the loss of a friend.
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Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Beautiful Tobermory
After recovering from some flu-symptoms (the hypochonriac in me thinks I had West Nile) , Janet and I were able to drive up to beautiful Tobermory to celebrate the wedding of Jenn & Mike. The two had wisely chosen to wed in Maui: being married on a beautiful quiet beach seems like a good thing to me.
They chose another beautiful location to hold a little reception so that friends could share in the new couple's happiness. Tobermory is a peninsula between Lake Huron and Georgian Bay and is where the Bruce Trail and Niagara Escarpment stop (or some would say continue on underwater and show up as islands as part of Fathom Five National Marine Park and beyond). It was a wonderful reception and it was wonderful to see Jenn & Mike again.
We chose to stay at the Three Waters B&B and stay the weekend and on Sunday hiked along the Bruce Trail along the beautiful cliffs near Cyprus Lake National Park. We topped off the weekend with a cruise around Flower Pot island, where two rock pillars carved by the power of the water can be seen.
There really are some beautiful things to be seen in this province of ours.
After recovering from some flu-symptoms (the hypochonriac in me thinks I had West Nile) , Janet and I were able to drive up to beautiful Tobermory to celebrate the wedding of Jenn & Mike. The two had wisely chosen to wed in Maui: being married on a beautiful quiet beach seems like a good thing to me.
They chose another beautiful location to hold a little reception so that friends could share in the new couple's happiness. Tobermory is a peninsula between Lake Huron and Georgian Bay and is where the Bruce Trail and Niagara Escarpment stop (or some would say continue on underwater and show up as islands as part of Fathom Five National Marine Park and beyond). It was a wonderful reception and it was wonderful to see Jenn & Mike again.
We chose to stay at the Three Waters B&B and stay the weekend and on Sunday hiked along the Bruce Trail along the beautiful cliffs near Cyprus Lake National Park. We topped off the weekend with a cruise around Flower Pot island, where two rock pillars carved by the power of the water can be seen.
There really are some beautiful things to be seen in this province of ours.
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Monday, August 09, 2004
Rouge Park
Over the long weekend Janet and I took a stroll in Rouge Park, North America's largest urban park. While it is bigger than NYC's Central Park, it certainly isn't quite as accessible. It is located next to the Toronto Zoo, so it is bus-able but it is a long way from the subway. We chose to drive the reasonable 15 minutes along the 401.
Rouge park also differs from Central Park in that it is predominantly a natural setting with unpaved trails. We hiked up the Vista trail leading to a nice view of the Little Rouge gorge. Apparantly, at the right time of year, one can see salmon swimming upstream to spawn.
Over the long weekend Janet and I took a stroll in Rouge Park, North America's largest urban park. While it is bigger than NYC's Central Park, it certainly isn't quite as accessible. It is located next to the Toronto Zoo, so it is bus-able but it is a long way from the subway. We chose to drive the reasonable 15 minutes along the 401.
Rouge park also differs from Central Park in that it is predominantly a natural setting with unpaved trails. We hiked up the Vista trail leading to a nice view of the Little Rouge gorge. Apparantly, at the right time of year, one can see salmon swimming upstream to spawn.
posted by Wayne at 12:00 AM |
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Friday, August 06, 2004
Back from the 'moon
After what seemed to be a short 3 week honeymoon, we're back in Toronto. We've been busy organizing the house and moving Janet's things in.
Janet's clothing is also slowly migrating from her parents' home. Fortunately, the townhouse has ample closet space so we're not quite at the breakpoint just yet (although Janet warns me that not all of her wardrobe has moved yet...).
It's hard to believe that we've been back for over a month now. But fortunately, we still have many memories, and pictures from our travels. The picture below explains why sometimes it is well worth waking up for 3am to drive up to the peak of a volcano.
Janet's clothing is also slowly migrating from her parents' home. Fortunately, the townhouse has ample closet space so we're not quite at the breakpoint just yet (although Janet warns me that not all of her wardrobe has moved yet...).
It's hard to believe that we've been back for over a month now. But fortunately, we still have many memories, and pictures from our travels. The picture below explains why sometimes it is well worth waking up for 3am to drive up to the peak of a volcano.
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