Tag: travel

  • Pura Vida

    Pura Vida

    Having lived away from Canada’s brutally cold winters for a few years, I had almost forgotten the necessity (I use that term loosely) of escaping to a warmer climate. If only for a few days, a spot a sun can do wonders for your mental health. My family doesn’t usually head south during the winter months; my parents preferred tormenting us as youngsters, with ski trips to the Rockies in -30 degree weather. I’m kidding, of course, but wind chill is sometimes more painful than sunburn. This year, however, they won a trip through Honda, and my sisters and I tagged along because, well, family vacations need not end simply because you’ve reached adulthood.

    I’m a little late on uploading these photos from my recent trip to Costa Rica. Better late than never, right?

    If you can’t get away for a few days, here are some of my other solutions to combat the winter chills:

    1. Have a spa day

    Come on, you deserve it! There are options abound for relaxing in Toronto. Or, if you’re pinching pennies, just grab a $2 face mask and paint your nails coral.

    2. Try a Bikram yoga class

    Yoga’s the perfect way to focus your energy and challenge yourself. Add a lil’ bit of heat, and bam, it’s a workout! You’ll feel sweaty, rejuvenated, and ready to take on your day.

    3. Wrap yourself in a floor-length cardigan (ankle-length cardis are all the rage these days) and hit up your favourite café.

    Extra points if they serve brunch and booze.

    4. Gratitude.

    There are people who can’t afford heating or a warm bowl of soup. Let’s appreciate the fact that we have warm homes to return to every night.

    5. Enjoy the snow. 

    My Kiwi friend’s reaction to the snow in Saskatchewan was priceless, and made me appreciate Canadian winters if only for a second. Put on a toque and your thickest socks, and go sledding.

    It’s now March, and I think we’re nearing the end of winter here in Toronto. Here’s hoping!

    xoxo, Vanessa

  • Water, please!

    Water, please!

    After taking a dip in the healing plunge pools, Natalie and I were discussing how much we’d kill for a coconut water. As if he’d hear us all along, an unassuming young man sauntered over with a mesh bag full of coconuts. After offering us a drink, he proceeded to carve out the tops. It was the perfect afternoon treat! Costa Rica, you continue to charm us.

  • The Big Easy in 7 Ways

    The Big Easy in 7 Ways

    Post-Katrina, a brand new New Orleans has surfaced. The city’s resurgence has proven to both locals and tourists that it’s unstoppable and relentless; a city full of lovers.

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    My parents spent their honeymoon in New Orleans just over thirty years ago. They’ve always spoken of its incredible music scene and unique architecture. My dad is a musician, primarily a trumpet player, and I can now understand why he resonated with the music this city produces. It is innovative and fresh, and makes you re-think all those repetitive pop songs that typically clutter North American radio stations.

    I had the opportunity to visit Nola last week for the National Automobile Dealers Association convention. I was shown a wonderful time with impeccable Southern hospitality to boot!

    Here are seven things I loved about my visit to the Big Easy:

    1. The architecture is impossible to describe, but if I were to choose a few words, I’d call it new-age French. It’s reminiscent of Parisian streets, but with brightly-coloured houses scattered throughout the diverse neighbourhoods. You’ll feel as though you’re in Europe and Havana at the same time. How amazing is that?

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    2. THE FOOD. I could literally write an ENTIRE POST about the food here. To me, New Orleans is the ultimate city of indulgence. It’s a classier and better tasting version of Las Vegas, with such a rich culture and history. Vegas is known to many as Sin City, but if I had to choose, I’d rather sin in New Orleans where the buffets and casinos are limited and the drinks are flowing. Nola’s culinary scene is founded in tradition; jambalaya, po’ boys, shrimp gumbo, beignets, and KING CAKES (oh my!). I had my fair share of calorie-packed meals, but my favourite restaurants were:

    a) Cochon (anyone who’s ever visited Nola will tell you to go here!)

    b) Cochon Butcher (it’s an outpost of Cochon, with takeaway sandwiches, mac and cheese, and local beers) – I actually ate here twice as it was RIGHT across from the convention centre.

    c) Café du Monde. Everyone will tell you to go here. Listen to them, forget about your diet, it’s winter! Have a café au lait with chicory and three beignets covered in icing sugar.


    d) Merchant – order a latté and a crêpe, and stay for the ambience and Italian decor.
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    3. The music scene is unlike anywhere else I’ve ever been. We had the opportunity to listen to many talented musicians at the convention and the various parties we attended, but perhaps the best music was heard right on the street.

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    4. This city knows how to party. Pubcrawls are mandatory since drinking on the streets is legal and encouraged. The streets are filled with locals and tourists throughout the year, and a balcony is the perfect spot to watch the world go by with a daiquri or mojito in hand. The city amps it up during Mardi Gras, but if you’re from anywhere else, it feels like Mardi Gras year-round. Spend one night partying on Bourbon Street, sampling all the cocktails you can stomach.

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    The drinks are strong, and come in various sizes of to-go cups.

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    If you’ve had a long day, don’t despair. Every bartender in Nola is an expert mixologist. They take alcohol very seriously! Tell them your favourite flavours and what kind of booze you like, they’ll make you something like this:
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    5. An unbeatable tourism industry. Stephanie and I managed to get stranded in New Orleans for two and a half extra days.  This meant we had time to hop on a bus tour that began with the guide talking about the drive-thru Daiquiri stops in the city. We visited the city cemeteries that are built on top of the ground instead of underneath. We were also shown low-income neighbourhoods where the damage from Hurricane Katrina (2008) still hasn’t been fixed. The tour depicted a side of the city that many tourists don’t see.

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    Despite their hardships, the residents of Nola exhibit a spirit unlike any other population. Several rundown houses had been given new paint jobs with other, more expensive repairs taking place. Our guide described to us a thoughtful group of kids who helped fix up a desolate old house, unexpectedly painting it the favourite colour of its inhabitant.

    6. NADA. We’ve been going to the conventions put on by National Automobile Dealers Association for as long as I can remember. They are held yearly in Las Vegas, New Orleans, Orlando, and San Francisco. While I remember the last convention I attended in Orlando, I admittedly wasn’t as engaged as I could have been. I took a lot away from the convention this year, especially in terms of internet marketing, which I found extremely relevant to my career. I also enjoyed the lifestyle centre where we relaxed, got our hair, makeup, and nails done, and watched a Saks Fifth Avenue Fashion Show. The keynote speakers were the highlight of the weekend. Former Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton spoke as did Steve Forbes and J.R. Martinez. I was especially impressed with Hillary.

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    7. The NADA after parties were incredible. They always put on a great show, with music, food, and entertainment. I was especially impressed with the Dealer Tracks party, which was hosted at the World War II Museum.

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  • Global Friends, Part I: SASKATCHEWAN

    Global Friends, Part I: SASKATCHEWAN

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    The Regina “International” Airport: Where it all began.

    On December 29th, my first-ever New Zealand visitor set foot in SASKATCHEWAN. Yes, Nick and I have had friends visit us in Toronto. Having someone pop by your chic downtown apartment in Canada’s biggest metropolis cannot compare to the enormity of having your friend from across the world visit your HOMETOWN, in your HOME PROVINCE.

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    Ashleigh in her new Canadiana, she later jumped into the snow wearing only this and a light parka.

    Needless to say, Ashleigh’s reaction to winter in Saskatchewan was priceless. Her lack of skates didn’t stop her from gliding out of the Regina airport into my car. Nor did she realize just how much snow (and it’s been light this year so far) can accumulate in a person’s backyard. There were deer, fox, and coyote spottings from our kitchen, mulled wine, and a minor snowmobile accident. She was also especially fond of my mother’s healthy cooking.

    To see one’s hometown through fresh, unbiased eyes is a remarkable experience. It ignited my appreciation for the quaint, rural town where I grew up in ways I never knew were possible. Ashleigh also fell in love with Saskatoon with its beautiful bridges and stunning downtown core.

    Note: In order to keep this post from becoming an expose on why prairiegirlmusings came about… I’ll stick to point form.

    Other Saskatchewan highlights include:

    Reconnecting with old friends and celebrating the marriage of my dear friend, Jill on New Years Eve! If I still worked (read: interned) at Weddingbells, I’d submit Jill and Riley’s wedding to the magazine (their New Years Eve in New York City theme was perfectly executed!)

    Now, for some terrifically awful photography by yours truly:

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    Ash and I with our matching Moochi heels, prior to the wedding.

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    Didn’t I say the decor and food was top-notch?

    Here are some more professional photos that I pinched from the bride (Thank you, Jill!)

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    An old-fashioned Ortynsky potluck at the Saskatoon apartment:Image

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    Trying out Saskatoon’s culinary scene:

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    We had a delightful pre-flight lunch at Ayden Kitchen & Bar.

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    Nobody does a latte bowl like Jimmy Oneschuk at Museo.

    Stay tuned for Toronto and Montreal blog posts!

    Love, Vanessa

  • Why Boston is one of the greatest American cities

    Why Boston is one of the greatest American cities

    As one of America’s oldest cities, Boston has certainly retained its beauty. It is the antithesis of Toronto, incredibly well-kept with no urban sprawl. It’s a compact, walkable city, with something to take in at every corner. There’s no pollution or smog, in fact, it makes Toronto look like a sewage dump. It also probably helps that their mayor doesn’t casually smoke crack. With its well-educated population, and British sensibility, I thoroughly enjoyed my time in Boston. Here are 15 reasons to visit this great American city.

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  • In Transit: Boston

    In Transit: Boston

    In Transit: Boston

    She said, “I think I’ll go to Boston…I think I’ll start a new life, I think I’ll start it over where no one knows my name.”

    “Boston” by Augustana has been one of my most-listened to songs over the past decade. The opening piano chords are instantly recognizable. And the song, as a whole, slowly escalates in intensity, which makes for an excellent lyrical or contemporary dance combination. The lyrics are some of the most beautiful I’ve ever heard, and are extremely relatable to anyone who’s ever dreamt of getting away and starting over.

    I’ll soon be on my way to a city I’ve wanted to visit since I was young. This desire was amplified after meeting Nick (with his Irish roots), beginning my Boston Legal addiction, and drinking scotch. I’m glad I have waited to visit Boston as it’s a city I know I’ll appreciate tenfold now that I’m mature enough to soak in the vast history it has on offer. The home of over 50 universities, Boston is the most educated (and arguably, most picturesque) American city.

    Fortunately, my friend Molly compiled a list outlining how to make the most of a weekend trip to Boston. I’ll be visiting with my boyfriend and two sisters, so I’ve drafted up a point-form itinerary of a few of the things we’d like to do:

    Friday:

    Sportello for dinner
    Drink for a whiskey-based cocktail, and a toast to Denny Crane and Allan Shore.
    Walk around Boston Common
    Visit Faneuil Hall

    Saturday:

    Grab a cappuccino at Thinking Cup and stock up on Stumptown beans
    Check out the Isabella Gardener Museum and Boston Museum of Science
    Explore the Freedom Trail, starting at Boston Common (Bunker Hill, old North Church)
    Walk down Boylston Street and Newbury Street and check out Back Bay
    Stephanie’s on Newbury for dinner

    Sunday:

    Sample the sticky buns at Flour Bakery
    Explore Cambridge and take a tour of Harvard University
    Stop by the Coop, see the Harvard Club on Commonwealth Avenue (amazing Georgian architecture)
    Have lunch at Barley’s Burgers, scenes from Good Will Hunting and The Social Network were filmed there.
    Walk along the Charles River
    Visit La Burdick for the best chocolates in Boston

    Have you ever been to Boston? What are your must-sees?

  • Travel Wishlist

    Travel Wishlist

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    “If you’re twenty-five, physically fit, hungry to learn and be better, I urge you to travel – as far and wide as possible. Sleep on floors if you have to. Find out how other people live, eat, and cook. Learn from them wherever you go.”

    From a very young age, my parents instilled in me a love of travel and exploration. My sisters and I were enrolled in French Immersion from age five, and spent evenings and summers learning Ukrainian. While vacations to Hawaii and Mexico are a favourite among North Americans, my parents were far more eager to take us beyond what was comfortable. My most memorable travels include visiting the remote regions of Ukraine, where we connected with our cousin, Ljuba for the very first time, exploring the sacred (and relatively tourist-free, at that time) temples in Ubud, Bali, and navigating the poverty dynamics in a nation that was re-discovering itself post-apartheid. And so, as my 25th birthday approaches, I have been pouring over travel blogs, Pinterest, and friends’ travel photos. Here are my top travel picks for 2013/2014:

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    1. Bolivia

    A country unlike any other, Bolivia is a haven for adventurous travellers. With its arid deserts, tropical rainforests, snow-capped peaks, silver mines, and colourful inland lakes, there’s much more to this landlocked country than you’d ever expect! Not to mention, Yungas Road has been declared the world’s most dangerous road, a must for any daredevil!

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    2. Brazil (Rio de Janeiro and Sao Paolo)

    Rio is known for its stunning architecture, abundant museums, and delicious food. I’d also like to see the massive Cristo Redentor statue in person, and visit the multitude of beaches (there are 23 just in Rio!)

    I have a few friends who reside in the massive metropolis of São Paolo: my first RA at MSU is from Sãn Paolo, and four of my exchange friends are from Brazil. Latin Americans possess a loveliness and warmth that I’ve always tried to embody, the demeanour of my Brazilian friends is especially attractive to me.

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    3. Havana, Cuba

    I’ve had a strong desire to visit Havana ever since first watching Havana Nights. I’m kidding, but I do have a soft spot for any dance film. After discussing the lively locale with one of my most well-travelled friends, I am certain Havana and I would hit it off. Katherine spent a semester in Havana during her undergraduate degree, and described it as one of the most exuberant cities she’s ever visited. Not so secretly, I plan to extensively visit all the places Ernest Hemingway frequented while he penned two of his best novels. I’d even like to spend a night in the hotel where he spent his days producing the masterpiece, For Whom the Bell Tolls.

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    4. Japan 

    There are endless reasons why Tokyo is considered the greatest city in the world. Its public transport, for one, is efficient and sophisticated and it possesses more Michelin-starred restaurants than Paris! It has taken over as the fashion capital of Asia, and the skyscrapers are remarkable! I could go on, but I’ll just say as an urbanite, Tokyo has topped my ‘must-visit’ list for awhile now. I’ve also heard wonderful things about Kyoto, Osaka, Sapporo, not to mention Mount Fuji and those cherry blossoms… Needless to say, I’ll be sure to do an extensive tour of Japan when I finally get a chance to visit!

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    5. Turkey

    I’m aware that this may be a controversial addition to the list. As of late, many travellers have been hesitant to travel to Turkey given what’s happening across the border in Syria. While each traveller has a different level of tolerance for risk, it’s important to remember that Istanbul is a long way from Aleppo. I’ve been reading a lot about Turkey for one of my jobs, and appreciate all the work that’s being done to provide equal opportunities for Turkish women. There are many organizations dedicated to helping educate and send Turkish girls to school. The more I delve into my research, the more intrigued I become with this transcontinental country. I’ve known a few people who have studied in Istanbul, and it’s a hotbed for culture and history.

    I haven’t planned any trips outside North America for 2014 yet, but I will be visiting Boston, Mont Tremblant, and New Orleans in the coming months. 

    Check out my Pinterest board, Travel o f t e n to see where else I’ve been (and would like to go!)

    Where would you love to travel in 2014?

    Need more travel inspiration? Check out National Geographic’s Tours of a Lifetime.

  • Next Stop: Chicago

    Next Stop: Chicago

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    Chicago’s been on my list of must-see cities since my family visited (sans moi) a few years ago. Granted, I was living in New Zealand at the time, so passing up on a few North American trips didn’t seem like such a big deal. Nevertheless, I’m looking forward to visiting the Windy City! I’m especially excited to see Chicago’s outdoor public art, something it’s known for around the world. Chicagoans truly take pride in their city, which makes it such an amazing city to visit. My New Yorker cousin (who formerly lived in San Francisco and Toronto) said that she loves Chicago because even the homeless marvel at their city: “Would ya look at that sculpture? It’s beautiful!”

    My sisters and I will arrive in Chi-Town tonight, and I’ve already drafted up a list of things for us to do. Of course, there won’t be much time for sightseeing as we’ll be in meetings all day, but a girl can dream:

    1. Ukrainian Cathedrals: I can’t wait to check out the majestic domes that peek out over the treetops in the Ukrainian Village of Chicago.

    2. Pilsen Murals

    3. Spend an hour perusing the Randolph Street Market

    4. Grab a coffee at The Wormhole on Milwaukee Avenue

    5. Indulge in a slice of Chicago’s deep dish pizza at Lou Malnati’s

    6. Sit down for well-crafted cocktail at The Violet Hour. 

    7. Warm up with a hot chocolate from Hot Chocolate.

    8. Check out the Chicago skyline atop the Willis Tower (formerly the Sears Tower).

    9. Enjoy a rooftop drink at our hotel’s bar.

    10. While there’s no shortage of good breakfast places in Chicago, I’ve heard that Bongo Room serves the perfect laidback morning feast.

    11. Visit Tribune Campus at the Illinois Institute of Technology.

    Have you ever been to Chicago? What are some must-sees and dos for a non-tourist traveller?

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    xoxo, Vanessa

  • Land of Living Skies

    Land of Living Skies

    There’s something incredible about returning home after being away for a long period of time. I was recently back in Saskatchewan for the first time since relocating to Toronto. Oddly enough, I came home more frequently when I lived in New Zealand. I’m not sure why I haven’t been home. Perhaps it’s been because of my internship and job hunt. With the oftentimes haphazard scheduling of interviews, I didn’t want to miss out on any opportunities that came my way.

    Regardless, it felt amazing to be back at my parents’ house in Yorkton. They’ve only lived here for the past three years, but it always feels like home. It’s the constant in my ever-changing, never stable life. It’s the place to which I return from wherever I’ve been living. As the complete antithesis of Toronto’s urbanity and chaos, Saskatchewan feels like a retreat, an escape from the everyday challenges I encounter in the Big Smoke. I always harp on about how much I love urbanity, and it’s a necessity for me at this age, but Saskatchewan has indescribable charm and vast beauty that many city dwellers will never experience.

    It’s also a place where my family has lived for a number of years. Throughout my life, I was fortunate to live nearby to all four grandparents. Last week, after the passing of my paternal grandfather, I realized what a luxury it was truly getting to know my grandparents. Many of my cousins, aunties, uncles, and extended family are all located in the prairies as well. It’s serene, with vast blue skies and perpetual sunshine. Most of my childhood and teenage friends still reside in Saskatchewan, which makes for a wonderful reunion whenever I am here.

    When I was completing a multimedia project for my creative writing course at The University of Auckland, I conducted an experiment comparing my two reference points (at the time): The Prairies and The North Island (of New Zealand). It was an introspective assignment that I delved into wholeheartedly. It enabled me to record my experiences with displacement. Should you be interested in reading my exegesis, I’ve attached the link here.

    Saskatchewan, I do not appreciate you enough. You’re a wonderful place to call home.

  • Displacement and Chaos

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    I still recall my very first lecture and my very first assignment at The University of Auckland. After transferring from a practical, secure science major with abundant job prospects to an arts degree in English Literature, many people probably thought I had completely lost my mind. And who could blame them?

    However, as I sat in that large lecture theatre, a gazillion miles from home, I remember being overcome with emotion. I was in a creative writing course with hundreds of other students (both domestic and international), many of whom are probably spending their days at so-called dead end jobs, stringing together paycheck after paycheck, while our engineering and commerce peers surely have the last laugh. Nevertheless, there is something to be said about being able to write. It’s a skill that many well-educated individuals fail to possess. This article in the New York Times sums it up quite nicely: “No one has found a way to put a dollar sign on this kind of literacy, and I doubt anyone ever will. But everyone who possesses it — no matter how or when it was acquired — knows that it is a rare and precious inheritance.”

    While at home in Yorkton, I came across this exegesis I had written as part of my first creative writing assignment. We were required to assemble a portfolio of work encompassing the four genres of writing we had studied (poetry, multimedia, short fiction and screenplay). My multimedia, due to its personal relevance, never fails to reconcile my belief that I made the right decision to pursue an arts degree.

    Anyway, I’ll include my original draft. Sure, it’s not perfectly written. There are gaps. But this was my first assignment, and my justification for leaving home:

    “The experience of living abroad has substantially transformed my goals and perspective. Being a Canadian in New Zealand is simultaneously rewarding and frightening, as I aim to communicate through ten paintings (four of which are present before you now.) I have photographed (and attached images) of the six additional paintings in places that demonstrate my familiarity with displacement. They are not being presented to you in one piece (or at the same time) because they are relentlessly in transition, much like myself. I have not settled in one country, but regularly travel back home while continuing my studies at the University of Auckland. Keeping the paintings together would contradict their fundamental purpose of illustrating my longing for each country, and the chaos I endure when absent from either.

    As I embark on a lengthy journey, I hold a painting depicting Saskatchewan’s wheat fields that extend along each highway. Following twenty-four hours of travel time, I will land in Saskatoon on Saturday afternoon. Shortly after emerging from the airport, this art work will be photographed at my destination.

    The painting featuring a runway and an airplane taking flight will be photographed from outside a window at the Auckland International Airport prior to the first leg of my travel itinerary. This canvas is peering out at a world of possibility, establishing its place on this earth. Geographically, Canada and New Zealand sit exceedingly far from one another. In my heart, however, they are intimately connected. While I do not have family here, I have developed close relationships with many New Zealand citizens and fellow travellers who share my love for this place.

    The physical separation of these paintings is comparable to my personal displacement. Half of my heart will always remain in Saskatchewan, alongside my family and childhood friends. The other half belongs in New Zealand, representing my desire of not being confined to what is familiar and recognizable. The displacement began in 2009 when I initially visited New Zealand on a study abroad exchange.

    The graffiti exercise presented during tutorial inspired the use of placement and exposure in my work. I decided to photograph my paintings across two continents to demonstrate the extent to which an idea can travel. With each kilometre travelled, the paintings evolve, and develop new and exciting connotations. The mapping exercise conducted in tutorial was equally effective. It enabled me to expand on the idea of a traditional map. Scattering paintings throughout the Southern and Northern Hemispheres manifest distance and displacement on a realistic and larger scale. Additional inspiration came from Allen Say’s Grandfather’s Journey, one of my favourite pieces of children’s literature. Many of the themes present in this story, cross-cultural experiences, intergenerational relationships, and family history are personally relevant.

    Following the migration of my Ukrainian ancestors to Canada, my extended family is grounded in Saskatchewan. My love for New Zealand’s vast beauty has stirred perplexity amongst my relatives who feel resiliently connected to their homeland. While I thoroughly enjoy my visits home, I have never regretted this decision to live in another distant country.”