• Asia,  Bali,  Food,  Travels

    Bali Part 1: Ubud

       Quiet, except for the singing cicadas.  Thick air, the smell of incense heavy and slow in the steaming heat.  Green leafy trays of floral offerings along the pathways.  Orange marigolds, strung around the necks of Ganesha or placed on stone steps.  This is waking up in Ubud. I love this “island of the gods” that is Bali and Ubud is the spiritual heart, located in the middle of the island, amidst the lush green rice fields, far from the pulsing beats of the bars at Seminyak.  This is my third trip here and I can confidently offer some suggestions for you, if you’re planning a trip. Wander the charming…

  • Cooking classes
    Asia,  Food,  Travels

    Cooking classes abroad

    I LOVE taking cooking classes whilst I’m travelling abroad.  To-date, I’ve tried cooking classes in Thailand, Sri Lanka, Myanmar, Bali, and Vietnam.  So much fun, and if you’re a foodie like me, it’s fascinating to see how some of your favourite exotic foods are made.  Next time you’re on vacation, try one out. For inspiration, here are some info and links to the ones that I’ve done in the past. Vietnam: I did the Hoi An Eco Cooking class (in you guessed it, Hoi An).  It’s a super cute family run course and the bonus is you get to ride a little round bamboo boat to the facility where the…

  • Ubud rice paddies
    Asia,  Travels,  Uncategorized

    When you want to go “extra” on photos

    I recently had the chance to go a bit “extra” and do a photoshoot in the middle of the rice fields in Ubud.  Wearing a bright coral evening gown. Wait what? Why? Because why not?! Here’s the back story.  I was going to be in Jakarta to see a client for work on a Friday, I was feeling a bit down, so I thought a short solo weekend away in Ubud would be a good way to recharge.  I’d been to Ubud two years ago and loved it, and had wanted to go back to check it out again for a while.  Having followed her Instagram stories, I knew my…

  • Great Wall
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    Hiking up the original Great Wall of China

      My first visit to the Great Wall was when I was a wee little five year old lass.  My mom, grandma, and I were in Beijing to get our visas/passports to move to Canada.  Evidently, you had to personally go to Beijing to get these things, back then.  My memories of that trip are extremely fuzzy, but I do remember desperately wanting to climb “to the top” of the Great Wall.  Whatever that meant.  And I remember being disappointed, when my mom, wearing incredibly impractical shoes, refused to go with me. Fast forward to 2015 and I was in Beijing again, with my Dad and Mom, for medical reasons…