Travelling to the winter wide of Canada

I love how the beautiful eastern Canada town looks in winter. Wolfville Nova Scotia is beautiful, peaceful, and yet a hub of activity with University students and the bustle of everyday life.

Driving through town after a fresh dusting of snow takes me back to an earlier time in my life. Big porches on front of large old homes, set on huge property lots, and still decorated for the holidays.

Tonight it promises to get by cold and freeze the puddles to make them like glass. We will stay snuggled up warm most of the day, doing mother and daughter activities. Laughing, eating, sorting, remembering and loving our together time. I love to visit “home”.

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The night has passed now, morning rising. There was a deep frost last evening and it carries on into day now. Like the Disney movie Frozen, I am seeing crystals forming and ice, blowing snow and winter in this little coastal community, from the warmth and comfort of the apartment where I am staying. Music playing ‘zen’ on the large screen tv. A welcome relief from disturbing world news.

“Big Magic”, new book from one of my women mentors, asks a great question. “What has Big Magic made you do in your life?”

Thanks for joining me on my journey,

All the best for your Saturday and all the days to come,

Ti Amo,

Pamela

More, more and more

“If somebody has fallen, raise them. If somebody is going down, uplift them. If somebody is hungry, feed them. If somebody is unhappy, dance with them. There are things to do and those things are part of us.”
Yogi Bhajan

Good morning dear ones from sunny snowy Nova Scotia. It is lovely to be here, four hours ahead of my friends and family back in BC.

This is my first family visit down east since retirement from government service. It is good to still be able to travel with iPad in hand and know I can access and enjoy the travel consulting business even from a distance and time zone change.

A few of the Women’s Travel Club gals are planning to see the east coast this May. With s cruise on Holland America from Boston to Quebec City and a few days in New York to see a show and enjoy a meal or two, a walk in Central Park and breathing air from the city that never sleeps. I am looking forward to that trip myself and trust that I will be part of a lovely group of gals, a tribe of BC women taking in some culture of our own country and continent. Woooo hoooo!

I hope you can find the time in your schedule to join us.

In the meantime I get a few weekly email reminders to be a better person, to reach higher and higher to be my personal best in every way …. And would like to offer this following list for you to add to if you like.

In 2015 I want MORE:

More positive conversations
More international travel
More interactions with people who build up my confidence
More joy
More time out of doors
More new experiences and explorations
More connections
More kissing, more hugs, more hand holding
More mindful living in each moment
I will knock on more doors and turn over more stones

I will reach out for more and I will receive more.

With wonderful kind thoughts, to you and yours … Trusting you also will experience more more and more!

Ti Amo,
Love Pamela

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Flight to Nova Scotia

Here are some details of my day and flight from Victoria on Vancouver island, British Columbia to Halifax Nova Scotia on 9 January 2015.

Westjet allowed me to select seats in emergency row when I completed online check in yesterday. I wonder if it was a birthday gift? Lol. I accept it gratefully for all of the legs of the journey.

First leg: Victoria. So here I am seated in my row with priority boarding, ready for embarkation and lots of leg room. Apparently yesterday flights were delayed due to fog, so some tired travellers in the que. This is the first leg of my journey and I was here plenty early this morning to start the trek across this vast country during some seasonal weather conditions. Onward.

Some people with hats, wearing shorts and flip flops, obviously coming from places where they tanned. Some looking pasty white and likely returning from vacations within Canada, perhaps the holidays with families? Hard to say for sure but fun to create fun stories. Couples, young families … Etc. I spent some time talking to one of the agents who works at Expedia CruiseShipCenters as a home agent out of my office. It was nice to have some time to talk with her.

Emergency row seat, with leg room. Attendant comes back with flashlight looking for frost on the wing, out the emergency row window. The lady beside me makes some small talk and says something like the “the Canadian way would be to put your tongue on the wing and see if it gets stuck”. I am reminded of my youth in Ontario where that story played out, mostly with the young boys as I recall …

And later : Walking the length of Edmonton airport now. Arriving safely to minus twenty six, sun shine outside. Plane arrival delayed and so is our departure to Toronto and Halifax. Apparently I don’t get off plane in Toronto … Stay on and fly on to Halifax after reloading. Whatever, I am up and away and soon dosing with my new blow up neck pillow purchased for my flights home from the Caribbean just last month.

Few hours later still: beginning our descent to Toronto airport. It’s cold everywhere I have been today except not as extreme in beautiful Victoria so very many hours ago. Sigh. Winter in Canada sounds like this.

I have been texting with my mom and there is some weather where she is, so she has booked me a hotel room in the Halifax airport for the night. She will come get me in the morning when the roads are better. Especially with the delayed flight and later arrival predicted for the wee hours in the morning.

Babies begin screaming with pain in their ears I suppose as the cabin pressure changes and we head down, down, down. I pop in some gum because I feel it too and it is unseemly for adults to act the same, we are supposed to know better and take precautions. The lineup for the restrooms also begins.

Finally: arrival in Halifax. The pilot advised frozen runway, would be a bit rougher and faster … His words “more aggressive” than we are used to. It was a fast stop. Seems when I was in Toronto they cleaned out the seat pockets and disposed of my little matching bag for my blow up pillow. I deflate it and store in a plastic bag to keep it clean. I will need it to head home in about 11 days.

My luggage soon comes off the shute. I am always relieved when this happens! Some people take it for granted but I do a silent prayer and use positive thinking ….

I wander to the airport hotel, situated so that I don’t have to go out in that very frozen east coast air tonight. I am in my room, finishing off this blog for the evening.

Hopeful for a good rest and a great sleep. Tomorrow hopefully the roads will be nicer and I can visit with my family.

Ti Amo, thanks for the well wishes along the way on Facebook for those of you who follow me there.

More stories to tell, but sleep is calling. G’night.

P

Catching Up and Going ‘Home’

Good morning dear ones,

This is a special journal entry for me today, my birthday! The holidays glide through Christmas Day and a week later New Years, and a week later is my day. I have been taking this day off work for years. I can’t remember when I started the practice however it seems fitting. This year as I am retired from government, I am taking the day off from going in to the Expedia CruiseShipCenters office …. Staying home.

Bittersweet, a few years back my father gave up his life’s last breath on this day. I miss him so. My heart and sweet thoughts go out today to my mother and brother who feel the loss as I do. And my children and their cousins who grew to know my father as a grandpa like no other has ever been. I think I read once from a family member that if we were to google “grandpa” we would find his picture. I miss him always and find dimes around my home and in my pockets and again reminded that he is always with me and a large significant part of me, he is a special hero. Among other wonderful memories, my father and I worked side by side in the Canadian Armed Forces for a time. A special man, and a lifetime of special memories for me. I have the quilt I made him that he enjoyed up till his last day. I will wrap in it today for sweet times thinking of him.

My luggage arrived from my last travel adventure just a few days ago … House keys, car keys to my new Dodge Journey, Grammies-mobile! A half bottle of spiced rum from Grenada. One of the flags I had purchased for my grandsons, and two small stuffed turtles that will one day live at their house …. My white linen and other assorted clothes I had carefully, although over packed for this fun Caribbean retirement celebration. It was to mark my retirement from more than twenty seven years of government service in BC as a probation officer. I hosted, organized and booked eight women from the Women’s Travel Club and off we went to enjoy sand surf and adventure. We all agree that it was four days of heaven and we had drifted in to relaxation and sun and beaches ….. until our trip was cut short and we all were returned to our home bases.

Last evening a meetup of the Women’s Travel Club brought almost twenty gals together to talk about upcoming adventures in Greece and Turkey and to listen to a presentation with Erin, spokeswoman for GAdventures, a Canadian land, rail and sea tours company. She spoke of Ireland, Croatia, Turkey, Italy local living and exotic places and tours that are available all over the globe. What a grand time I had! Fully immersed in travel talk, one of my favourite pastimes.

Today I am working on my Compelling Vision Statement, packing a few things, going shopping for some Purdys chocolates to take to Nova Scotia and doing my on line check in for my flight, then going out for supper to celebrate my day with my sweetie and a good friend. I have lunch date with my youngest daughter who is here in Victoria.

And I will make a list of how in my life, my thoughts have become reality. I leave a space between the lines …. And add in my thoughts now for new things I want to be true and real in my future. It is a fun exercise that Mike Dooley suggests … He is brilliant.

Also just listed thirty challenges for thirty days of growth. About a dozen speak to me and I will make effort to do them all, in the month between my trip to Nova Scotia and my few weeks in mid February with my beautiful grandsons. For now I select a few I can work on right away and practice some new habits! Wooooo hoooo.

I am flying ‘home’ to visit my mom and other family around Wolfville Nova Scotia. I will be there just shy of two weeks and will continue to write and send pics on this blog and my Facebook site. Feel free to ‘friend’ me if you have not already at https://www.facebook.com/pmacdonaldtravel

I was born in Nova Scotia and used to go there for wonderful summer and Christmas vacations growing up. We moved often and this special place with red sand and fantastic tides and great vistas, a slower pace, became my special haven and touchstone for all the years of address changes that were to come. Home for hugs and great food, and salty air.

So until my next entry, may you have a most spectacular 2015 and enjoy doing the exercises and answering the hard questions that lead you ever onward to your highest and best. I am with you on this journey and so happy you have joined mine.

All the best, Ti Amo,

Pamela, a year older and hopefully wiser … Lol

As 2014 comes to a close …..

It’s New Years Eve. Time for the last moment of the fantastic year 2014 and the very fresh new beginning of 2015.

In the back ground, on cd of random assortment … Friends we are spending time with on New Yeas Eve…. I hear Andrew Bocelli singing with a woman …. “Time to say goodbye”. Perfection. Goosebumps. A tear of joy. I stop and breathe, taking in the memory of a very special evening … https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ohXI3po8hK0

The fist time I heard that woman in the resort at Maratea sang to us all in her native Italian voice … I wept. This was truly one of my favorite memories of Italy this past year. The true essence of Italy. One of my favourite memories of all time. Forever it will be in my memory.

Trisha Yearwood sang a song of “The Song Remembers When”. So true. The world stops and I am transported instantly to another time and place … To a time once upon a while ago.

I love LOVE the space between the days, before the sun comes up, spring and fall and where the sea and shore meet. I’m in love with change, as opportunity for more and better and improvement and same. Water color paints with the pigments blending naturally in the water and where it mixes on the cotton paper.

Tonight I rejoice and in is space and hopeful for the days and year to come.

With love

I suggest you take time to check out the youTube. And then, download and pay for the music on the iPad.

I was reborn Italian in 2014!

Ti Amo, Piacere. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ohXI3po8hK0