Every once in a while, you need an escape right in your own hometown. My husband recently had a playdate with his brother, and as much as I ordinarily appreciate both video games and beer, it seemed wise for our 4 year old daughter and I to vacate the premises for the evening (more fun for everyone that way). So, we accepted the Delta’s offer to come check out their facilities for ourselves.
Now, I’m quite familiar with the Delta. It’s a lovely hotel, and hosts a lot of interesting events (the Fredericton Beer Run, and a great Mother’s Day buffet, to name just a couple). But I’ve never stayed there, so this seemed like a good chance to check out the hotel from a new viewpoint.
I have never seen better proof of the power of paternal affection than watching my husband pack the car up for our camping trip last week. Gary hates camping. Actually, hate might be too soft. He abhors the idea with every fiber of his being. Years of Army training combined with the reality that bugs of all varieties find him delicious exhausted all his patience for being out in the woods many years before I met him.
But we have a four-year-old, and she really wanted to go camping. (Admittedly, there may have been some coaching by Momma, who believes that camping is an essential childhood experience.) I found Parks Canada’s version of glamping – the oTENTik – online and reserved one at the Cavendish campground, assuring Gary that I didn’t mind taking Amelia myself (which was true).
Having been promised that there were actual beds in the oTENTik, and faced with his daughter’s excitement over the impending camping trip, Gary gamely signed on.
And bought 5 cans of bug spray.
4 days of beachcombing, COWS ice cream, coffee on the peaceful dock overlooking the salt marsh, campfires, and many s’mores later, we were headed home and my husband informed us that he actually enjoyed the trip and would go back! I can’t imagine a more ringing endorsement than that.
If you’re thinking of checking out the oTENTiks in the Prince Edward Island National Park for yourself, read on for answers to the questions we had before we went. Continue reading
Halifax has no shortage of hotels, inns, and bed and breakfasts, but there are two that, for me, have always had an “old school swanky” aura about them – the Lord Nelson and the Prince George.
Not old-school, but definitely upscale, classy, and modern.
Headed to Halifax for the Bluenose Marathon weekend, where I was running the 5k and my daughter was running the 2k (with Daddy’s help), I was looking for a hotel placed conveniently for my mother (who I knew would find Halifax’s hills challenging) and with a pool (for post-run recovery and child entertainment). The Prince George hotel offered an excellent rate for us runners – just $135 a night! – and being located less than a block from the finish line, fit the bill nicely. Continue reading
We needed a cottage in Prince Edward Island that would keep us relaxed and our toddler active and entertained during a whirlwind 48 hour visit to the island. Cavendish Maples delivered, in spades, with a great 2-bedroom cottage, pool, hammocks, playgrounds, lots of lawn space, and setups for games like horseshoes and beach volleyball that we didn’t even get a chance to try.
48 hours in Prince Edward Island isn’t much, especially when you’re working around a toddler’s napping/eating schedule. But the purpose of our trip was to meet up with my parents and visit a friend of the family, so we weren’t going to be touring the island’s many attractions.
Our first impression of the grounds was excellent – they’re well-maintained with stands of mature maple trees scattered throughout, so there’s lots of shade.