Sorry for the lack of posts. We travelled. To my old home in Canada. I have yet to upload photos from my big camera. For now, if you’ve been following me on Instagram, you sort of know what I’ve been up to.
We booked our tickets with PAL specifically because of the new direct flights to Toronto. But unfortunately by March 15th they announced that it wasn’t so direct anymore – that they’d stop in Vancouver and let some passengers off. No big deal. It was just an extra hour of waiting in the Vancouver gate. We still had to clear customs and immigration in Toronto. The big hassle was in NAIA. PAL was ready and on time but we couldn’t take off because of the long line at the runway. Even the pilot sounded frustrated. That was a 90-minute delay.
After 10 years of experience as a mom, traveling with small kids isn’t so daunting anymore. The hardest was when they were 6yrs, 3yrs and 10 months old. No, the hardest was when Soph was 11 months and I traveled alone with her. Long haul. This time the kids were calm and focused on their personal video screens. I was the one who had a mishap – spilled two full glasses of white wine and water on myself. Good thing I always travel with extra leggings.
My sister Johanna took us to West Queen West, a formerly-seedy neighbourhood that has undergone rapid transformation and is known as the art and design district – lots of art galleries, bars, cafes and a couple of boutique hotels.
The Drake Hotel is a building from 1890’s when this Parkdale neighbourhood was still posh and surrounded with a few mansions. Sometime in the latter half of the 20th century, Parkdale fell into hard times and deteriorated. It was scary here. In the recent past, the area attracted artists and designers. And now it has been gentrified. The Drake has been reborn as a boutique hotel. It is adorable. I will post photos from my big camera soon.