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I’m a weekend travel news junkie. My perfect Saturday involves going for a run, then vegging on the couch or in a cafe all morning, drinking strong coffee and catching up on the travel articles, magazines, blog posts, and tweets I’ve collected all week. Yeah, I know it’s not very exciting, especially for someone with such an adventurous title as “travel writer,” someone who should, by her very occupation, be out climbing a volcano or canoeing the Amazon right now. But hey, it’s the little things in life that count, right?
Anyway, it’s February and I’m in Toronto, which means bitter cold, bleak skies, and puddles of grey slush outside my door, making me even more eager to hunker down with a good take-me-away-from-here-please-oh-pretty-please travel story.
So, I’ve decided to start a regular feature: The Weekend Escape, a round-up of some of my favourite travel stories out each week, to help get your mind travelling even when your body is stuck in Toronto on a blah February morning.
A few years ago, my then-boyfriend and I braved a chilly night at the stunning and surreal Hotel de Glace in Quebec, Canada. And while it was one of the coolest (no pun intended) experiences I’ve ever had, it was also the worst night of my life. Damp, cold, and with a pressing bladder demanding my attention, I spent the entire night in a semi-asleep state, praying for total unconsciousness.
And yet, I would do it again in a heartbeat.