If you have a thing for European-inspired traditions, take a detour to Regina, Saskatchewan on your next North American road trip.
All roads lead to Winnipeg. Sorry, Rome. But in the Canadian midwest, that’s certainly true.
You should have seen the expression on my ten-year-old son’s face when we arrived at Toronto’s St. Lawrence Market. He’s our family’s resident foodie. And he looked like he’d just landed in heaven.
We’ll think of a reason later. That’s what we said when we started traveling as a family back in 2010. That’s a lot of time to think of a reason. Well, we have.
You’re in a city, but it could be any city. You’re riding alongside a port, but it could be any port. But it’s not just any city and it’s not just any port, it’s Montreal. How can you tell?
When choosing between staying at a hotel or with friends, you’re faced with a complex decision tree – as we used to say in business school.
What’s the longest you’ve ever driven without stopping? A half a day? Twenty-four hours? More? Well, try this on for size: We needed to get from Mesa Verde National Park in Colorado back to our home in Orlando. But we only had two days. That’s about 2,000 miles and at least 30 hours of driving.
We’re about to embark on an (almost) nine-week road trip from Florida, across Canada, back through the northern states of the US and home. With more than 20 stops over 50 plus days this is by far the most sophisticated itinerary we’ve attempted.
Want to start an argument? Just ask two people to define an “epic” adventure. And then walk away. Don’t worry, I won’t do that. But allow me to add my two cents to the debate: I don’t think it’s where you go but what you do that matters the most.