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  • Day14

    Angekommen in Ottawa

    November 19, 2019 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 0 °C

    Gerade in Ottawa angekommen, sehr schön und urig eingerichtet ist das Apartment

    Sogar mit Plattenspieler, nett. Bin auf die nächsten Bilder gespannt. Grüße von Mama

    Frank Peter

    Euch interessante 2 Tage bevor es weitergeht

    Marcel Peter


  • Day1

    Moving out in Ottawa

    January 2, 2016 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ -1 °C

    Apparently I’ve learned that leaving town for 6 months requires quite a bit of prep work. Understatement of the year. Adding to the chaos of thoughts and organisation for this trip, I’ve had to add the never ending paperwork and documentation needed to apply for a placement agency for my nursing contract in April. After this traveling bit, we plan (my traveling partner, Jack, also a nurse) on working in a smaller, more remote town for another 3 months. When Jack suggested we do 3 months in Africa, followed by 3 months in a northern Canadian town (instead of the original 6 months of traveling plan), it made perfect sense at the time! Now, it’s just a lot of very strategic packing, keeping our cold weather stuff accessible while we sweat our buns off in East Africa. As for the trip, I’ve been organizing my things (mostly day dreaming) for 2 months now; vaccinations, police record’s checks, moving out of our apartment, searching and reserving a storage unit, passport photos, my job, my friend’s wedding at my return, etc. And yes, I’ve had to plan for my friend’s wedding at the end of June, because when one move’s into a storage unit, one needs to keep a decent suit accessible for such events. And I have yet to finish a single chapter of the travel book.

    My job in Ottawa is all settled. My application for a nursing licence in another province is underway. Now there’s the apartment. 2 days ago was the “big move”! And I say big move, but considering the size of the rental unit I reserved, it was more like the “holly crap this will never work” yet “let’s pretend like this was planned” move. My wonderful 5×10 storage, which I was told by a few people would be sufficient, is now holding a 2 bedroom/2 persons apartment’s worth of furniture and boxes. I’m just not looking forward to the day I have to unpack that thing. I think I’ll wear a helmet for all the boxes stacked 9 feet high.

    It is incredible the amount of things one can leave behind after moving. I keep going back hoping to clean up and give my keys back to the landlord but instead find myself filling my car up only to return to pick up more stuff. Food from the pantry – do I keep it for my return? do I donate? do I give to my family? Food from the fridge – who gets it? Freeze everything? These are the questions that actually keep me up at night. My mind works in ridiculous ways. It’s 3am, and I can’t sleep because I can’t figure out who in my family eats the most mustard?

    Now that I’m well set up in my mom’s guest bedroom, taking over every nook in the house (and some space at my wonderful, amazing, incredible sister’s house) to store the things a 5×10 storage couldn’t hold, I can finally concentrate on the trip itself. Go over my packing. Maybe even finish reading about Kenya, since we are landing there. Next week – VISAs! I love paying 100$US just to set foot in a country. Best part is – most of the countries that charge Canadians for Visas, only do it as retaliation because of what we charge them. Got to love borders.
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    Raimonds Reinsons

    Happy life !!!!

  • Day0


    January 1, 2016 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 0 °C

    So this is the travel blog of a brand new blogger, me, Vee.

    Granted, my family is probably the only ones reading this, but let’s try a moment of honesty, an introduction let’s say. I’m a female traveler, who looks like a boy, travelling with my female partner. In some areas of the world, that’s not an issue at all. In others, issue, big issue. So my blogs might incorporate moments that some, maybe not all, can understand. That being said, I’m also an anxiety ball which means I can’t run into my partner’s arms for comfort when I need it, which is surprisingly often. Of course, I picked the most down to earth, stress free girlfriend who believes the world can wait for her, no rush. Ha. Makes for interesting “frustrations”; I can run to catch a bus, even though I’ve got half an houIntro to my Travelsr to spare, and she deliberately takes her time to arrive within 2 minutes of departure, because where’s the fun in waiting? That being said, she pushes me to do things I never thought I could. We balance out.

    Together, at least so far, we’ve made great traveling partners! Yet we’ve never done it for longer then 2 weeks. This upcoming trip to East Africa, 3 months long, a place out spoken about their anti-gay laws and beliefs, should be interesting. Stay tuned.
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  • Day6

    At the airport in Ottawa

    January 7, 2016 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ -2 °C

    I’m sitting in the airport y’all! Jack is super excited. It hasn’t set in for me. I feel like I’m just waiting for my coffee or something. Maybe when I land I’ll understand I’m not coming home for a while…

    Last night, after my family left (’cause they’re the best and came to hang out before I go), I put the finishing touches on my packing. And by that, I mean I unpacked everything because I finally just received the underwear I was waiting for in the mail… I get asked often about what I’m packing for 3 months? How much do I bring? How can you go 3 months with 3 pairs of underwear? You know, the usual. So here’s what I packed :

    In the smaller packing cube (FYI packing cubes changed my life!) we’ve got 3 t-shirts, a long sleeve t-shirt, 1 pair of shorts and 1 pair of pants. In the larger cube, we’ve got 3 pairs of underwear, 1 sarong, 1 pair of leggings (more like long johns), 1 sweater, 2 bras, 1 bathing suit and 3 pairs of socks. Then we have hiking shoes, walking sandals, and flip flops. A hammock tent (Jack is bringing the straps to hang it). A sleeping bag (only for 10 degrees celsius and above – nothing too big). A rain jacket. Probably the biggest and heaviest thing I’m bringing is my dslr camera, I tried really hard to convince my self not to bring it, but failed. There’s a day bag I put my camera in (it folds tiny). My cosmetics bag is unfortunately huge, and includes my entire pharmacy really. For some reason, I can’t forget my nursing skills when travelling. I have 3 different types of antibiotics. A tic removal kit. Pills for everything (Tylenol naproxen immodium gravol ginger etc). The unfortunate hygienic products. Malaria pills – which first came in 8 different boxes that take up a ridiculous amount of space, brought it down to 3 boxes.

    And then there’s all the random loose items like phone and camera charger, extra batteries, a travel alarm clock, travel book, reading book that will last me the whole trip because I can’t read faster then a page per hour, ear phone, a headlamp, an inflated neck pillow (touch of luxury!) and other random bits.

    All this good stuff, in a 46L Osprey Kite.

    Travel tips – the sarong is super useful as a cover up, a head scarf when required, a towel, it covers the pillows when they look questionable, it’s a sheet for the bus, etc. And the clothing – every time I bring more then 2-3 shirts, I never wear them. The trick is to always do laundry at the end of the day, never let it pile on. Take your underwear off, wash them. They’ll be dry by the morning! The long johns double as my pyjamas. And believe it or not – it can get cold in Africa, especially at night, so they can keep me warm under my very light pants! That means no need to bring jeans like most people do, which take forever to dry and take a bunch of space in a backpack. All my shirts and underwear and socks are merino wool. They’re expensive but worth every penny for the rate they dry and never smell!

    That sums it up! Voilà. Enough stuff to last 3 months. Makes me wonder how I managed to not fit in a storage area when I can live off of this for 3 months…

    As for the trip plans, we are now considering doing Ethiopia last, instead of first, because of Visa’s. The Ethiopian embassy couldn’t get us a visa because they had no more stickers. That’s right – can’t get into the country overland because “we don’t have stickers”. This is bound to be an interesting ride!

    So for now, plan still to be determined, but probably Kenya, then Uganda, then Rwanda, and finally Ethiopia.

    And it begins!
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    I bought the exact same travel cubes for Chad and I! Viva Royale! Haha

  • Day1


    September 11, 2017 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    The day finally arrived, auspicious as it is on 9/11. I've known it for months and we all know that time never stops.
    There are so many unknowns for this adventure compared to previous shenanigans. This one is fo real, with real responsibility and duty. Yet, I know diddly squat about actually living up to that responsibility and duty, let alone actually living in the true North itself! To say there is some nervousness would be a smidge understated.
    But, enough about my scaredy cat musings, on to the actual move! The relocation folks came for my goods a few days ago and I wish I would have packed more. You can never have enough!
    Then, I learn today, that despite the paperwork provided to me outlining that they'll cover 6 checked bags, the airlines don't normally do 6 bags. Only 5. Uh, what? Thankfully, they made an exception and let me check my life into their hands. My ticket also wasn't booked with the notation that a pet was going to be along for the ride.
    The cat only got a half dose of drugs this morning so he spent a fair bit of time with his nose pressed to the mesh of his carrier while persistently trying to rip out the mesh with his claws. Once airborne and less movement around him, he settled pretty good. It also turns out that this hotel doesn't allow pets. I didn't know that. The relocation people booking my stay clearly didn't ask despite me being clear that I was bringing the furball. I actually forgot to mention him during check in and he stayed quiet so there you go. He's with me know, druggedly trying to pull himself on the bed.
    The little things that are happening are indicative of what's in store I think. My hotel says I'm booked through the 13th but my flight leaves a day earlier. Did they book extra nights at the hotel because of the high chance of weather-related cancellations? Or, was it just done wrong? Then, no one mentioned that I'd be unable to get into my house because my flight lands after the housing office closes. No one mentioned this to me or told me I'd need accommodation upon arrival at my final destination.
    I scheduled a tenant 'check-in' the day after I arrive with the person listed as such in an email. When I called to confirm this morning, I was told that was the wrong person I scheduled my check-in with. Wow. Okay. So, it's looking like a lot of things are not real here. Not true for 6 checked bags, not able to get in house, wrong people listed in my emails...
    Seems to be quite a few details just totally left out. This is gonna be fun!!
    Icing on the cake is my action packer tote apparently had a blow out during loading or unloading. Check the pic out. lolol.
    The good news is that I was able to store my baggage overnight at the airport so I didn't have to lug it to the hotel! AND, the baggage buggies are free! See, small things!
    Tomorrow is the big day of actual arrival in Igloolik.
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    Heather Morrell

    Poor baby! I think you forgot to pack his/her arctic coat for the relocation....

  • Day8

    ByWard Market (Ottawa)

    August 5, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    In Ottawa angekommen machen wir uns gleich nach der Ankunft auf den Weg in Richtung ByWard Market, denn wir wollen heute noch so viel wie möglich von der Stadt sehen, da für morgen Mittag bis Abend leider starke Gewitter angekündigt sind. Also heißt es keine Zeit verlieren. :)

    Wir probieren eine weiter kanadische Spezialität: “Beaver Tails” ein süßes Gebäck in Form eines Biberachwanzes, was man mit unterschiedlichen Toppings bekommen kann. Wir entscheiden uns ganz klassisch für Ahornsirup. Sehr lecker, aber auch sehr, sehr süß und ziemlich heftig.
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  • Day8

    Rideau Canal (Ottawa)

    August 5, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Der Rideau Kanal umfasst ein Handbetriebenes Schleusensystem das einen Höhenunterschied von insgesamt 24 m überwindet.

    Im Winter ist wohl der gesamte Kanal zugefroren und verwandelt sich in eine Natureisbahn. Viele Bewohner Ottowas legen den Weg zur Arbeit dann auf Schlittschuhen zurück...Read more

  • Day8

    Northern Lights (Ottawa)

    August 5, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    Am Abend (im Sommer täglich) findet auf dem Parliament Hill eine kostenlose Licht und Sound Show statt, bei der die Geschichte Kanadas erzählt wird. 🇨🇦

    Dabei werden Bilder auf das Parlamentsgebäude projeziert und dazu passende Soundeffekte und gesprochene Texte (englisch und französisch) über Lautsprecher ausgestrahlt.

    Das ganze Spektakel dauert 30 min und ist wirklich beeindruckend, lehrreich und interessant.
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  • Day9

    Parliament Hill (Ottawa)

    August 6, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Am nächsten Morgen machen wir uns extra früh auf den Weg zum Parlament, denn hier kann man täglich ab 9:00 Uhr kostenlose Tickets für Parlamentsbesichtigungen am selben Tag buchen.
    Als wir pünktlich um 9:00 Uhr ankommen ist die Schlange allerdings schon mehrere hundert Meter (!) lang und wir entscheiden, dass uns unsere Zeit zu schade ist um sie mehrere Stunden in der Warteschlange zu verbringen und nicht sicher zu wissen ob wir dann überhaupt noch Tickets bekommen. Der Feiertag (Simcoe Day) wird wohl einiges zur Länge der Schlange beigetragen haben, aber ich würde dennoch jedem der das Parlament besichtigen möchte empfehlen dementsprechend früher zu kommen, denn eine andere Alternative um an Tickets zu kommen (Vorverkauf, Online,...) gibt es meines Wissens nach nicht.

    Wir erkunden die Gegend noch ein wenig zu Fuß um die 50 Minuten bis zum Beginn des Wachwechsel (Changing of the Guard) zu überbrücken.
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  • Day347


    August 8, 2019 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    Kanadas Hauptstadt Ottawa ist kleiner als Toronto und wirkt auch um einiges gesetzter. Besonders, wenn man gerade aus dem bunten Toronto gepurzelt ist, kommt einem Ottawa etwas fad vor. Die alten, mit Tradition gefütterten Parlamentsgebäude bilden das historisch opulente Zentrum und wirken mit ihren kollosal hohen und üppig bestuckten Mauern sehr imposant. Trotz dessen es gerade restauriert wird und zum größten Teil hinter einem Gerüst verschwindet. Das Parlament ist provisorisch (und provisorisch heißt für die nächsten 10 Jahre) in einem ehemaligen Bahnhofsgebäude untergebracht. Das Nötigste wurde mit aus dem alten Gebäude mitgenommen, der Rest aufwendig improvisiert. Mit Marmor, Holz und Teppich. So regiert man in Kanada. 

    Rund um den Parliament Hill spielt sich gefühlt Ottawas gesamtes Leben ab. Mit all seinen wichtig aussehenden, namensschildbestückten Anzugträgern. Der Rest der Stadt scheint sich mit der Zeit darum gebastelt zu haben. Kantig, modern und grau. Und irgendwie hat sich dabei keine Balance zwischen Alt und Neu gefunden. 

    Trotz des politisch steifen Charmes, den die Stadt versprüht, sind ihre Bewohner freundlich und herzlich. Das hat sich bereits nach den ersten Schritten gezeigt, als wir von unserem Schlafparkplatz mit dem Bus in die Stadt fahren wollten. Verwöhnt davon, dass man hier selbst auf dem Markt mit Karte zahlen kann, sind die Busse hier noch traditionell unterwegs. Man bezahlt beim Fahrer immer bar. Ein Blick ins Portemonnaie und die beschämte Feststellung machte sich breit, dass wir nicht das richtige Wechselgeld dabei hatten. Das war für den gut gelaunten Samariter auf dem Fahrersitz kein Problem. Er hat uns die Tagestickets einfach geschenkt. Eine Geste, die einem sofort den Tag verschönert. Und mit der man sich gleich willkommen fühlt. Auch die Studentin, die uns durch das Parlament geführt hat, war unheimlich freundlich, geduldig und ansteckend begeistert. Eine der wirklich fantastischen Dinge an Kanada ist die Großzügigkeit, mit der man Interessierten entgegen tritt. Alle Führungen in politischen Gebäuden sind kostenlos. In jeder Provinz. Das hat uns auch die Möglichkeit gegeben, hinter die Kulissen von Kanadas höchster juristischer Instanz, dem Supreme Court, zu schmulen. Die Führungen dauern in der Regel eine gut mit Informationen gefüllte halbe Stunde. Und auch die Museen sind an manchen Abenden vom Eintritt befreit. Was auch der Grund ist, warum wir uns von unserem harten Starbucks-Stuhl trennen müssen, um noch einen Abstecher in die National Gallery of Canada zu machen.
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