Ninja Trip Day two

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So. On day two of the trip aka the continuing day of no sleep, cranky crying children aboard planes and almost 30 hours of not eating we were moseying around the Amsterdam airport in search of coffee and “food-that-would-not-kill-me”.

What a beautiful airport! I cannot even fathom the size of it as it took quite a while to get to it after we landed, it being such an international hub of travel! I know even walking around the gates and finding things were a feat, and not one to be made when one was short of time.

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So alas the full tour of Amsterdam will be another time, but I did get to sample their delicious cheeses, tulips, friendliness, and their beautiful airport. Oh, and of course their cafés, fabulous breakfast at the Panini, Pizza, Pasta place on the second level!

Yum ūüôā

Ninja trip Day One

So I am boarded on a flight to Calgary that will take me to my international flight to Amsterdam. I am in the middle seat, but I am over the wings which is good. This flight is just supposed to be a short one and we are flying over the snow capped mountains right now.

My stomach is the only thing that is not sorting itself right away. Oh well, should be good for the next leg of the trip. Now that we are at cruising altitude, I have brought the tunes out. deadmau5 is my jam, love the while(1<2) album.

There is snow on the ground but it's beautifully sunny here in Calgary!

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So now I am aboard the flight and we are cruising at 41000 feet and I am more in the middle of the plane now.
The take off wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, but it’s not over yet.

*note to self* email the person who booked my flight to have gluten free options to eat. I am starving and probably won’t eat until Amsterdam :/

On another note as well, we are almost flying over Glasgow right now, the end destination. Too bad we have to backtrack! But it be fun to visit a completely different area of the world.

More later!

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“I’m not old, I’m vintage”

Today’s NaBloPoMo¬†prompt is about getting old. “Do you enjoy getting old, or are you fighting against it?

I enjoy the wisdom that I have and all the things I have learned and are still learning. It has been an interesting road with many twists and turns, and a few career choice changes. Life is an adventure, and also what you make of it. That being said, the road is never easy.

To quote one of my favourite authors Terry Goodkind of the Sword of Truth series, “If the road is easy, you’re likely going the wrong way”. One of life’s own lessons is that you must choose your own path and walk it. In my case, I am on it, but I have had a few unplanned routes that have waylaid me from my goal but have taught me valuable life lessons.¬†My future lies before me.

So, I equate myself to a fine wine still developing my characteristics and subtle nuances, ready to drink now but would benefit from further cellaring or aeration, pairing with the right accompaniment.

I am Vintage.

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3 more sleeps

I haven’t been on a vacation in over 3 years, and the last time was a quick Las Vegas sojourn for my birthday which of course was truly wonderful.

So yes, I am as giddy as could be with my counting down the sleeps! So much to get ready and to plan still.

Do I book my train trips ahead of time, do I wait? Do I have my brief Amsterdam trip planned out well enough, is there enough time? With my mind revving at full speed and still 2 more work days to go, plus packing I need to chill.

This helped.

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Also, it was cold enough to harvest icewine at a few of the local wineries! That is still on my wine bucket list to accomplish, but there is time enough for that.

Cheers

12 things about me

I am taking my friend I on Food, Drink & Life‘s approach to post a few things about me since I am new to #NaPoBloMo and meeting fellow bloggers!

1. I play several instruments; flute is my main, but I play the piano and guitar as well.

2. I’m a big fan of Wonder Woman

3. I was born and raised in Canada, even sport a built in sun tan

4. I am full of static electricity

5. I am a celiac ex-Chef. Yes, my food is still awesome! ūüėČ

6. I have “street-luged”in Rotorua, New Zealand

7. I am an artist, sketching is my main medium, but I dabble in many genres

8. I love wine

9. I love animals; I have a cat, but I love dogs equally

10. Hallowe’en is my favourite holiday

11. I am a very handy person to have around, I can fix most things, but I need to work on my plumbing skills¬†¬†no plumbers bum from me ūüėČ

12. Oh, and it goes without saying, but I am a ninja

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The little things in life

Today is still Remembrance Day in Canada, and I spent the whole day being thankful. Because of all the war heroes and veterans before us, I could wake up in Peace.

As I went to a local diner today for breakfast, everyone was wearing a poppy, the kind that you lose 6 seconds after you buy one and if you don’t lose it, it stabs you. I tend to purchase about 3-4 a year.

I wore a red sweater in case I lost my last one again in support and I was pleased to look around at the diner patrons sporting poppies and red shirts, hats, poppies, and some jackets.

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I had breakfast with my mom, and when her plate came out, I had to snap a picture of it. It was perfect.

As we were eating and chatting, we lost track of time and it was soon 11am.

One of the servers clanged a coffee pot and requested a moment of silence. You could have heard a pin drop, the noisy diner with a long line up to get in was silent as we all took a moment to remember why we were there. Why any one of us were.

I felt proud to be a Canadian at that moment. I was not at the Cenotaph, but my thankfulness is still the same.

My family and I are safe, because of all the people before us. A perfect moment in a small town diner, it’s the little things in life.

Lest We Forget.

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November 11th,  our national day of Remembrance. We are ever thankful.lest-we-forget

I think every child raised in Canada still remembers Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae’s poem ” In Flander’s Fields”. But in case you do not, here it is:

”¬†In Flanders fields the poppies blow
      Between the crosses, row on row,
   That mark our place; and in the sky
   The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie
         In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
   The torch; be yours to hold it high.
   If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†In Flanders fields.”¬†

To learn more about John McCrae, please visit our National Veterans Affairs website

My Ninja cat Bartholomew

As I sat here wondering about what to post tonight, my cat so nonchalantly sauntered on over to see what I was up to and sat on my wine tasting notes. Typical.

And so here is my cat post of Bartholomew, my mischievous little ninja of a cat who behaves more like a loyal dog. Yes, he does fetch and greets me when I come home.

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He is a rescued SPCA kitten, that stole my heart after I lost my Samantha who was my first cat after the family cat passed away.

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He is the destroyer of Kleenex boxes and the hider of any of my ponytail ties within paws reach, any casualties are found floating in his water dish . He is ZKitteh!

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Cheers

Scotland the Brave, Scotland….the home of Outlander

Ok, T- minus 8 sleeps now for the countdown to Scotland! I have visited the lovely United Kingdom 3 times already in my life, and that I can say is that even that, is not enough times! My Mom is a Scottish Lass so we have family all through out, and I am happy to say that for the first time ever, the Clan is gathering and it will be good.

I love visiting Scotland, everything is so rich with history and even though I am adopted, I feel a great sense of pride when I see my family crest in the Glasgow Cathedral. A verra braw feeling ‘ken?

Scotland also is the home of Single Malt Whisky (more on a later post) and Outlander, born of the brilliant mind of scholastically talented and sharp of wit¬†Diana Gabaldon. Now I have been obsessed with this book series¬†for many years, the first book was published in 1991. The 8th book Written in My Own Heart’s Blood was just released and just this year, Starz has produced a television series based on the book with Diana’s own approval, hereby known as Herself.

(The first 5 books as seen below are probably about the 3rd copy of each, and I have a hard cover of Fiery Cross in storage)

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What a treat. The book series are probably about the best I have ever read, and now there is a TV series with the perfect casting. Check out Starz for all the updates, but I for one as a die hard Outlander fan, fully approve.

Oh, and if you haven’t interacted yet with the lovely Diana Gabaldon on twitter or Facebook, you need to. She is so witty and amusing, I love to read her tweet interactions with the cast *Sheugs aka Sam Heughan and Cat, Caitriona Balfe* aka Jamie and Claire. *swoons*.

And, I am heading to Bonny Scotland in just over a week. *insert high-pitched unearthly screaming and gratuitous flaily fangirling* Yup.

I need to clear my devices etc. of unnecessary fodder so that I may enjoy and post all of my trip, I will post a few here and then link to my photobucket or my flickr account. Wish me luck on the flight, I am not a fan of flying…..like that will stop me

Cheers