Having enjoyed many meals alone while on the road, I like to watch people eat. Not what they are eating really, but what they are doing while they eat. This often makes me compare things to Montreal, my hometown and a real “foodie” city. At home we are all chefs, or so we pretend...
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I am really unsure how an internationally recognized, organized tour company like Contiki could not figure out a way of not spending the only day in Paris on May 1st. A national holiday known as “May Day” (the French Labour Day) meant that 95% of stores were closed. Wait! Not just stores, museums were...
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On the Airbus to the hotel, I met a girl who happened to be on the same Contiki tour I was about to join. She identified me as a fellow Contikian, since she saw me rifling through their package on the shuttle. She too was Canadian, from Toronto. Upon arrival at the Royal National...
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I awoke to the sound of trumpets and drums. Unsure if it was real at first, I quickly realized that despite all of the weird fantasies my subconscious mind was able to conjure up, a full fledged marching band was out of its scope. I went to the window of my small, shared room...
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