Saturday, June 24, 2023

June 16 to 23, 2023 ; "Theatres trip"

 Friday, June 16 ; Steinbach to Winnipeg, Manitoba to Hamilton, Ontario to Woodstock


Sunny and very warm.


This morning I was scheduled to attend a seminar via Zoom, but … yesterday I ineptly purged e-mail and unintentionally deleted my Zoom invitation/link to the seminar. <sigh> Doofus !


Today is the first of the three day annual Steinbach event “Summer In The City”. So for our noon time walk we walked over to the MCC Thrift Store to donate a book that I just finished reading, then we walked the length of Summer In The City spread along about a five or six block length of Main Street. We enjoyed our day at Summer In The City a year ago with Joanne’s family, and are a bit disappointed that we will be (mostly) missing this year’s festivities.


We left home on time at 3:15 PM heading for Winnipeg airport. We arrived at Winnipeg Park 'N Fly on time at 4:45 PM. We arrived a bit earlier than expected at Winnipeg airport at 5 PM. We checked in at Swoop Air, cleared security, boarded our flight on time at 6:30 PM, and were wheels up / in the air a few minutes late at 7 PM. We arrived at Hamilton airport a few minutes late at 10:15 PM. We retrieved our luggage, endured a line-up at the car rental counter, got an upgraded (very nice Chrysler 300) rental car, ate a very late, light supper of last night’s leftover pizza that Joanne had brought from home, and were leaving the Hamilton airport around midnight. We arrived at our hotel in Woodstock, Ontario about an hour later.


Even “short” travel days are an endurance test / ordeal for us old folks !


Saturday, June 17 ; Woodstock to St. Jacob's Farmers' Market & return


Sunny and very warm.


This morning we had (free continental) breakfast in our hotel. We left around 11 AM heading about an hour north of Woodstock to the massive and mostly Mennonite St. Jacob’s Farmers’ Market on the southern edge of Waterloo. “Farmers’ Market” is a misnomer. It’s so much more than that ! From our perspective, it should be called “Foodies’ Market”. We have been here before, but it’s been about 19 years. (see tomorrow).


We had a wonderful multi-course, multi-vendor lunch ; Vegetarian Pad Thai from one vendor, Columbian crepe dessert from another, Bubble Tea from yet another, etc. As we wandered around the market we bought Joanne a new pair of polarized sunglasses, fresh locally grown raspberries and strawberries, locally made Mennonite beef summer sausage, Mennonite Provolone cheese, Mennonite baked buns, a six pack of varied filling butter tarts, etc., etc.


By the time the market was closing at 3:30 PM, we were pretty tired. We drove “home” to Woodstock, and before returning to our hotel we stopped at Wal-Mart to buy a jug of water, and other beverages. We rested briefly in our hotel room before heading over to a nearby restaurant just before its 6 PM closing time. Balkan Eats had caught our eye recently while doing online “foodie” research in preparation for this trip. It’s operated by a Bosnian couple, featuring (obviously) Bosnian ethnic specialties. While we were waiting for our Cevapi meal to be prepared by the husband, the wife offered us a complimentary serving of a new dessert she is “test marketing”, a large apple stuffed with a sweetened crushed walnut and sweet cream cheese mixture, poached/stewed in a sweet syrup. WOW ! It was quite the “appetizer”. HA HA HA … we weren’t ready to eat dinner until three hours later !


Back in our hotel room, around 9 PM we had the Cevapi meal, ten pieces of skinless/casingless veal sausages served burger style on a huge Bosnian “bun”, with diced onions, some manner of savoury cream cheese “special sauce”, and a spicy red “special sauce” condiment. <blink blink> Top that, McDonalds ! HA HA HA ! As another “appetizer” before eating our Cevapi meal we also had some of their Zeljanica (spinach) and Sir (cheese) Burek (stuffed phyllo pastry). Afterwards we had fresh raspberries for dessert topped with a bit of yogurt (from this morning’s breakfast bar).


Our Chrysler 300 rental car is very nice and comfortable, and has quite a sophisticated (by our old folks’ standards) in-dash navigation system.


Did I mention … Joanne found it necessary to purchase for herself a Bosnian chocolate bar for a bedtime snack ? ! HA HA HA HA HA !





Sunday, June 18 ; Woodstock to Stratford & return


Our 19th anniversary of “retirement” ! ! !


WOW ! How privileged ! Far more healthy retirement than any of our parents had. And more than most of our contemporaries will ever have.


Sunny and very warm. A perfect “June 18” weather day, just like our retirement day 19 years ago when we pulled out of our Quigley Hill Road (Ottawa) driveway in our new to us huge truck and fifth wheel trailer to begin our new chapter in life as full time RV’ers.


We left our hotel in Woodstock this morning at 11:30 AM for the forty-five minute drive northwest to the beautiful town of Stratford, home of Canada’s Shakespeare Festival Theatre. Upon arrival we parked in one of the many lovely parks surrounding the main Festival Theatre grounds, and had a wonderful picnic lunch we had prepared, not that easy a feat when living out of a suitcase, in a hotel.


Mennonite all beef Summer Sausage, Mennonite Provolone cheese, Mennonite buns, all from the St. Jacob’s Farmers’ Market, a boiled egg and strawberry yogurt from the hotel’s breakfast bar, iced tea from Wal-Mart.


After our picnic lunch we wandered through the park down to the Avon River waterfront where there was a Father’s Day Classic Car show. We ambled over to the Festival Theatre while admiring the beautiful old cars of our youth.


It has been a long time (19 years !) since we have attended theatre at Stratford. Today we saw the musical RENT. I wasn’t a huge fan of the storyline. It isn’t a particularly uplifting story. BUT … it was powerful. Brought Joanne to tears.  Twice !  And the Stratford Festival Theatre’s production, direction, music, lighting, set, sound, costuming, and acting/singing were SUPERB ! Even the brief interruption of the play by a medical emergency in the audience was handled extremely well.


After the play we wandered around outside, enjoying the beautiful weather and setting. We wandered around the Festival Theatre’s flower gardens, then down to the Avon River waterfront again, ambling a scenic route along the river back to where our car was parked.


We left Stratford around 6 PM and were back in our hotel room at 7 PM. We rested (and rehydrated, and snacked on raspberries) for about an hour, then drove over to Wal-Mart to buy a salad mix, then over to Punjabi Swaad, an Indian pizza restaurant (HUH ?) where we ordered … of course … a Butter Chicken Paneer Pizza to take back to our hotel room. Very interesting. Very unusual !







Monday, June 19 ; Woodstock to Port Stanley, Port Bruce, Port Burwell & return


Sunny and hot, a perfect day for the beach.


This morning we left our hotel room in Woodstock around 11 AM and drove about an hour southwest, passing by the eastern edge of the city of London (Ontario) to the Lake Erie shoreline town of Port Stanley. We had been here before, but nothing today looked familiar. We wandered around the touristy “downtown” area, and along the shoreline of Kettle Creek at its mouth on Lake Erie. We had another wonderful picnic lunch sitting at a picnic table in the small park beside the library, on the shore of Kettle Creek, beside the lift bridge. Twice while we were having lunch the lift bridge opened to let tall boats pass through. After lunch we wandered along Kettle Creek a bit more and watched commercial fishing boats coming in from Lake Erie and unloading their huge catches of Yellow Perch at the fish processing plant’s dock.


We left Port Stanley around 2:30 PM and drove east along the Lake Erie shoreline for about half an hour or so to the lovely little beach village of Port Bruce. We wandered around the fishing pier for awhile, then along the dark sand beach. We tried walking along the beach barefoot, but the dark sand was too hot. I waded into the Lake Erie water … BRRRRR !


We left Port Bruce about 4 PM and drove about another half hour east along the Lake Erie shoreline to Port Burwell, an even lovelier beach town. We sat for awhile on the Lake Erie shoreline beach for awhile, enjoying the lighter coloured, cooler, soft sand. Before leaving Port Burwell around 5 PM we stopped at an overpriced ice cream shop and bought a milkshake to share on the drive north, through the town of Tillsonburg, back to our hotel in Woodstock, arriving “home” around 6 PM.


At 8 PM we drove to another local Indian restaurant, where we had another wonderful dinner ; an Indian and Canadian fusion version of poutine with paneer, and Lamb Biryani.


P.S. ; PHOTOS LABELLED "PORT DOVER" ARE ACTUALLY "PORT BRUCE"   <sigh>  I was tired when I processed the photos !






Tuesday, June 20 ; Woodstock to Stratford to St. Catharines


Sunny and hot.


This morning we checked out of our hotel room in Woodstock at 11 AM and headed northwest about an hour to Stratford … again. We parked very near to the Stratford Festival’s Tom Patterson Theatre and had another lovely picnic sitting on the banks of the Avon River. We lingered over lunch, enjoying the weather, the scenery, and people watching, until 1:30, time to walk to the theatre for our 2 PM performance. We parked near the Tom Patterson Theatre and the Avon River, but our play was at the Avon Theatre, about a twenty minute walk away, in Stratford’s downtown.


Today we attended Spamalot, the live theatre adaptation of Monty Python’s In Search of The Holy Grail movie. HA HA HA HA HA … it was hilarious and ridiculous. I love a good British farce.


The play ended at 4:20 PM. We walked back to our rental car and left Stratford at 4:45 PM. I estimated that we would arrive at our St. Catharines rental apartment around 7 PM. WRONG ! I underestimated the distance and time, and … we were delayed by a serious traffic accident for about an hour, stuck in gridlock on Hwy. 403. <sigh>


We stopped at 7 PM at a shopping mall on the outskirts of Hamilton, to have a bathroom break at McDonald’s, and to administer Joanne’s eye drops, two hours overdue. She needs eye drops administered in her cataract surgical eye three times a day for a month and a half, then again for the second eye surgery, for a total of two drops administered five minutes apart, three times a day, for three months ! And she’s unable to do it herself. <sigh>


As we arrived in St. Catharines we stopped at a Superstore to buy some beverages and something for supper. We arrived at our furnished rental apartment in St. Catharines around 8:30 PM, tired and hungry.





Wednesday, June 21 ; St. Catharines to Niagara-On-The-Lake and return


Sunny and very warm.


This morning we left our rental apartment in St. Catharines around 11 AM heading for Niagara-On-The-Lake, and the (George Bernard) Shaw Festival Theatre. We departed St. Catharines to the north, and drove along the Welland Canal for awhile before crossing it and meandering down back roads through Niagara wine country to Niagara-On-The-Lake, arriving around noon. Yeah … we took a few wrong turns, even with the assistance of GPS. We found a place to park in town, just beyond the limits of the $5 per hour metered parking.


We wandered down Queen Street, the main street in town, window shopping along with thousands of other theatre tourists, until reaching Joanne’s chosen lunch spot. WOW ! See www.budapestbakeshop.com ! The turkey sub made in a cheddar chimney cake was so good … how good was it, Dan ? It was so good, that after eating it on their outdoor patio we went back inside and ordered a key lime cream cheese and shredded coconut filled chimney cake for desert. <blink blink>


We waddled down Queen Street to the Shaw Festival Theatre for the 2 PM matinee performance of Blithe Spirit, a Noel Coward play from about eighty years ago. We have seen and liked other Noel Coward plays. And we liked this one as well.


When it ended at 5 PM, and we were (slowly) leaving the theatre and grounds with the rest of the blue hair crowd as my sister-in-law calls us “older” matinee performance attendees, we noticed a huge Saskatoon berry bush amongst the beautiful theatre grounds gardens. Laden with huge, ripe berries ! Being ignored by all ! Well … not by us ! We picked and munched on Saskatoons for a few minutes, enjoying the experience immensely. Many people stopped as they walked by, puzzled by what we were doing … and eating. Apparently nobody attending the Shaw Festival knows what Saskatoon berries are !


On the way back to our rental car we stopped in to Greaves Jams & Marmalades, a favourite spot of mine since my very first trip to Niagara-On-The-Lake back in the early 1980’s. By myself, on a business trip, without Joanne. Today I bought three jars of overpriced, but priceless, jams and marmalades.


We left Niagara-On-The-Lake around 6 PM and were back in St. Catharines around 7 PM. We stopped at Wal-Mart and bought some items for supper before returning to our rental apartment and preparing supper.






Thursday, June 22 ; St. Catharines to Niagara-On-The-Lake and return


Sunny and warm.


Like yesterday we left our apartment this morning about 11 AM. But before heading to Niagara-On-The-Lake we stopped at three (of four) local restaurants Joanne wanted to check out as possibilities for today’s lunch and/or supper. First was Tony’s Fish Market, a “third world” looking Jamaican fish shop (?). PASS ! Second was Italian Cafe, an … Italian cafe, of course ! MAYBE ! Third was … <insert drum roll here> … St. Joseph’s Bakery & Grocery. BINGO ! ! ! A Polish bakery, deli, and grocery store. Before ordering our Polish sub and Italian pastry <shrug> to have as a picnic lunch in Niagara-On-The-Lake we browsed. And bought about half a dozen packages of dry soup mix imported from Poland, to take back home to Steinbach with us. And a large jar of Polish cabbage soup, also imported from Poland, to have as part of tonight’s supper.


We made it to Niagara-On-The-Lake today without any “wrong turns”. We found a parking spot in town near the lakeshore, ate our picnic lunch in the car (due to the threat of rain), then walked along the windy lakeshore, then to downtown and the Shaw Festival Theatre to attend the 2 PM performance of Gypsy, a musical about the famous Burlesque entertainer, Gypsy Rose Lee. The play was more about the mother than the two daughters, Louise (Gypsy Rose Lee) and her younger sister June. And was mostly about the childhood of the two girls, as they were being raised by their domineering and completely self-centred mother, a distinctly unlikeable character. Louise became accomplished despite her mother, not because of her mother.


Neither Joanne nor I particularly liked this play.


When it ended at 5 PM, we strolled back to the car, then drove back to St. Catharines, stopping at the last food place Joanne wanted to check out, Your Deli Polonez, another Polish bakery, deli, and grocery store just down the street from the earlier one. Here we bought schnitzels and a potato & vegetable salad for tonight’s supper (along with the cabbage soup), as well as a Polish cream and jam filled pastry for bedtime snack or breakfast.


We stopped at Canadian Tire Fuel Bar to refill the rental car with fuel before heading back to our apartment to make supper, arriving home around 7 PM, again hungry and tired.





Friday, June 23 ; St. Catharines to Hamilton, Ontario to Winnipeg, Manitoba to Steinbach


Overcast this morning in St. Catharines, intermittent light rain in Hamilton in the afternoon, sunny and warm in Winnipeg and Steinbach in the evening.


Our rental apartment had a 10 AM checkout time so … we left at 10 AM, earlier than we needed to and wanted to, but … ! We drove to Hamilton, arriving around 11 AM. Near the Hamilton airport (in Mount Hope, actually) we saw a “Foods Of The World” grocery store, so we went in to explore. Its name was Denninger’s. And it was fascinating ! ! ! First decision we made was to have lunch in their cafeteria. We browsed for a long time. I bought a package of potato pancake mix. I asked if this was their only location. No, no … they have three Hamilton area locations and one near Toronto.


One of their nearby locations was downtown Hamilton. Joanne and I had already discussed a subsequent “theatres trip” in the future, and might stay in downtown Hamilton to avoid the expense of renting a car. Stratford and Niagara-On-The-Lake both have theatre busses direct to/from the theatres from/to downtown Hamilton. So … since it was still too early to have lunch, and go to the airport, we decided to drive to downtown Hamilton and explore a bit.


Using the rental car’s excellent GPS navigation system we found our way to Denninger’s downtown Hamilton location, then explored around that area a bit. Seemed like an interesting area. Next step, accomplished by Joanne while we were waiting for our flight out of Hamilton Airport was to check for interesting and reasonably priced downtown Hamilton accommodations. DONE !


We returned to the Denninger’s location near the airport and had an excellent lunch in the cafeteria, then bought a slice of carrot cake to share later, at the airport, on the plane, after landing in Winnipeg … whatever. We drove to Hamilton airport, arriving at 2 PM for our 4:20 PM flight. Lots of time to return the rental car, check in at the Swoop counter, make our way through security, then spend an hour and a half in the boarding lounge, making use of the airport’s Wi-Fi, me using the laptop, Joanne using the i-Phone.


We boarded the aircraft on time at 4 PM. At 4:15 PM the captain announced that we would be leaving on time at 4:20 PM (EDT) and arriving in Winnipeg on time at 6 PM (CDT). <sigh> At 4:20 PM, instead of the aircraft being pushed back for taxi, the captain announced that … <sigh> … a baggage restraint net clip had broken, and it would take about 15 minutes to replace. Fifteen minutes later he announced that it could not be replaced, and they would have to “steal” another cargo restraint net from another Boeing 737. Fifteen minutes later he announced that there was not another Boeing 737 available at Hamilton airport that they could “borrow/steal” a front cargo net from, and … <sigh> … it would take another half an hour to offload all the luggage from the front cargo hold and relocate it to the rear cargo hold. Only AFTER the airlines “Load Control” department could/would recalculate the feasibility of this plan <rolling my eyes>. THEN … <taking deep breath> … they had to relocate four passengers from the rear of the aircraft to the front of the aircraft, for “weight and balance”, an extremely critical component of aircraft performance.


We departed Hamilton an hour and a quarter late ! ! ! Because of a broken cargo restraint net clip ! ! ! Story of my ****ing life ! Well … to put a more positive spin on it … Joanne pointed out that at least she wasn’t extremely ill … as she was on the return trip home from Portugal a few months ago. And we weren’t travelling with badly behaved young children. As were many people on our aircraft today ! ! ! ! !


We landed in Winnipeg an hour and a quarter late, at 7:15 PM. By the time we deplaned, administered Joanne’s overdue eye drops, retrieved our inexplicably and temporarily lost luggage from a carousel with luggage from a flight incoming from Calgary (way to go Swoop, you’re reinforcing my very negative opinion of your parent company WestJet), and caught the shuttle to Park ‘N Fly to retrieve our minivan, it was 8 PM. We drove to the nearest Superstore (on Kenaston Blvd.) and bought a couple of sandwiches and beverages for supper, eaten in the car.


We arrived home in Steinbach at 10 PM, very tired !


Overall, this was an excellent “theatres trip” adventure, one we plan to repeat every year … or maybe two.


DSK

Saturday, May 13, 2023

Saturday, May 13, 2023

We went out for a celebratory dinner tonight at Bigg Smoak BBQ here in Steinbach. Because … this week we

  • sold our Steinbach seniors’ condo suite, and …

  • bought a newer, larger, seniors’ condo suite in the small village of Dugald, a lot closer to Winnipeg than Steinbach is. We have been on the waitlist for this seniors’ condo in Dugald, Manitoba for 4 ½ years !

Sunday, March 19, 2023

March 12 to 18, 2023 ; Ponta Delgada, São Miguel Island, Azores, Portugal to Steinbach, Manitoba, Canada

 Sunday ; Sunny and mild, the nicest day so far here in Ponta Delgada. Too bad Joanne was ill all day.


She began to feel ill overnight. Suffering from “upset stomach” also made her feel very lethargic today. She was unwilling to go anywhere or do anything. She came outside with me for a very short walk around 5 PM, but it just made her feel worse, so she returned to our suite and had a very long nap.


I went for an earlier walk by myself. It was a nice weather day, and I walked east along the waterfront, enjoying the sunshine and sightseeing. Back in our room I processed photos, posted my blog, filled out the ArriveCan app for our return to Canada, etc.


Monday ; Sunny and mild. Joanne was ill for a second day.


So … I went for a long noon walk by myself. And then late in the afternoon I went for a blue route city bus circuit around Ponta Delgada by myself.


We packed and prepared for departure tomorrow.


Tuesday ; Ponta Delgada, São Miguel Island to Terceira Island, Azores, Portugal to Toronto, Ontario, Canada


Yeah … well ! ! ! THAT didn’t happen ! ! !


Overcast, raining in the evening.


We left our guesthouse suite and our pre-arranged taxi arrived at 9:30 AM to take us to the airport. We were at the SATA Azores Airlines check-in counter by 10 AM for our 10:35 AM flight to Terceira Island, connecting to our flight to Toronto in mid-afternoon. The check-in agent entered our data into her computer, stared at her screen, blinked a few times, then asked why we were flying to Terceira Island for two days, then catching a flight back to Sao Miguel Island in two days to connect to our flight to Toronto ?


WHAT ? ! ? ! ?


Apparently our flight from Terceira Island to Toronto this afternoon had been cancelled, and we had been rescheduled on a flight in two days … from here in Ponta Delgada to Toronto.


WHAT ? ! ? ! ?


And … obviously … we had not been advised ! ! ! ! !


It took quite awhile, but SATA Azores Airlines took complete responsibility for the … <ahem> … miscommunication, and scrambled to find a reasonable solution. They offered three options. The most agreeable one was simply to stay here in Ponta Delgada for two more days, then catch the flight from here to Toronto on Thursday. Taxi from airport to hotel today, taxi from hotel to airport in two days, two nights in a luxury (expensive) downtown hotel (not our usual style), and all meals for the next two days in the hotel’s upscale (expensive) hipster restaurant (not our usual style), at the expense of the airline. Well … <shrug> … fair enough.


Certainly a better offer than the kick in the teeth we received from WestJet last November ! Which was essentially … “**** off or we’ll call security to remove you from our check-in counter”.


Before leaving the airport … hotel check-in wasn’t until 3 PM … I sat in a corner of the airport for a few hours and scrambled to make arrangements made necessary by today’s change in travel plans. I had to extend our travel medical insurance. I had to reschedule / re-book an overnight stay in a hotel near the Toronto airport. That proved to be the most difficult and time consuming task. I had to reschedule the delivery of flooring material for our condo that was to be delivered on Friday. I had to reschedule our pick up at the Winnipeg airport by Joanne’s sister. That was the easiest task today. Thank you, Lorraine. We had a late lunch at the airport before heading to our new hotel.


We were surprised upon arriving at this expensive hotel at 2 PM to be told that we could not check-in until 3 PM. There were quite a few customers sitting around the lobby until allowed to check-in at 3 PM. <rolling my eyes> I understand that some rooms are cleaned and available earlier than others, but … to make ALL guests sit and twiddle their thumbs until precisely 3 PM, and then have them line up like cattle to all check-in at the same time seemed a tad ridiculous, especially at this hotel’s prices.


We went for a walk late in the afternoon to the Spar supermarket. We had only enough toothpaste left for two more days … IF we use it sparingly. And we needed hand washing laundry detergent. We are out of clean socks and underwear ! HA HA HA !


Joanne was ill again today. She seemed to be improving early in the day, but took a turn for the worse in the evening. Maybe she just doesn’t like hipster cuisine ? HA HA HA !


Wednesday ; Toronto, Ontario to Steinbach, Manitoba


Yeah … well ! ! ! Obviously THAT didn’t happen either ! ! !


Sunny, mild, windy.


Late yesterday evening Joanne became violently ill. Spewing out both ends. <sigh>


<mumbling> At least once every ****ing winter travel season !


I suppose the moral of that story is … old women who have already been ill for a few days shouldn’t fill themselves with hipster chef created rich foods. Accordingly, she chose not to eat today, until she begins to feel better.


Oh, well … at least last night’s expensive supper was on someone else’s dime. HA HA HA !


It seemed as if I spent much of the last twenty-four (more like ninety-six !) hours being a sicko’s caregiver. I’m feeling despondent and defeated. <sigh> I want to go home already !


I obtained breakfast from the hotel’s breakfast room. Breakfast is included at this hotel. The breakfast offerings are varied and extensive. I went for lunch to the hotel’s restaurant next door by myself while Joanne slept fitfully. The eclair served for dessert was so exquisite looking I decided to take it back to our room, hoping Joanne might be able to eat it at some point today. The maitre d’ offered to have one prepared for Joanne, encouraging me to eat mine. OK … you’ve twisted my arm. HA HA HA ! It was reaaalllyyy good ! And pretty ! See pic below.


Before lunch I went for a long walk around this part of the city, an area we had not yet explored. I walked all the way to the airport and back. It was such a nice weather day. And we really have not had enough of those this winter, it seems.


I had dinner alone again at the hotel’s restaurant next door. Superb ! Albeit a bit pompous.


Thursday ; Ponta Delgada, São Miguel Island, Azores, Portugal to Toronto, Ontario, Canada


Mix of sun and clouds, mild, windy in Ponta Delgada.


Joanne continues to be ill, although not quite as bad as the previous two days. Both of us are eager to get her home, and feeling well.


We checked out of our hotel room this morning at 11 AM, I went for a brief walk while Joanne sat with our luggage in the hotel lobby, and I returned fifteen minutes later to find our pre-arranged taxi already loading our luggage. We have used the same taxi driver for each our four taxi rides in Ponta Delgada. Very nice and helpful fellow, reliable, speaks excellent English. Today he pointed out to us on our ride to the airport that we should obtain a copy of the Portugal airline customers’ compensation regulations regarding cancelled flights. <blink blink> Who knew ?


Unlike Canada and the United States, the European Union countries have imposed rather onerous obligations on airlines when they cancel flights, as a disincentive to do so. I obtained a copy of the regulations from the SATA Azores Airlines sales office at the airport. And reviewed it. HMPH ! Seems as if SATA Azores Airlines owes us monetary compensation in addition to paying our taxis, hotel, and meals for the last two days. I returned to the sales office to get more information on how to apply for / obtain further compensation.


Well … there ya go … another task for me to do within the next few weeks.


We were required to check out of the hotel at 11 AM, but our flight wasn’t leaving until almost 5 PM. We had a lot of time to kill at the airport. When all the passengers on a SATA Azores Airlines flight to Lisbon were finished checking in around noon we checked in early at the SATA check in counter. Around 2 PM we went to a café in the airport and had some lunch. Joanne has been having difficulty eating for the past few days. Everything she eats tastes wrong, makes her feel sick, and … is in a rush to be expelled, one way or another ! <sigh>


After eating lunch … well, I ate mine, Joanne didn’t eat much of hers … we went through security, before it got busy. We were sitting in the boarding gates area by 3 PM.

Along with three young, female Canadians, dressed like they were on the beach ! <rolling my eyes>


Boarding of our aircraft was one hour late. Take-off was fifty-five minutes late. No explanation. Boarding was a complete cluster**** ! Stupid people getting themselves settled into the wrong rows, or the right rows, but on the wrong side of the aircraft. Stupid people assigned to rows at the back of the aircraft boarding through the front doors. Stupid people assigned to rows at the front of the aircraft boarding through the rear doors. Gridlocked traffic jams in the aisles. Assholes jamming the overhead bins with their “carry-on” luggage the size of steamer trunks. HEY, ASSHOLE (with the mullet), WHAT’S THE REASON YOU CAN’T CHECK THAT MONSTROSITY INTO THE CARGO HOLD ? WAITING AN EXTRA FEW MINUTES FOR YOUR LUGGAGE GOING TO MAKE YOU LATE FOR HOCKEY PRACTICE ? ? ? ! ! !


GAWD … getting on an airplane ain’t rocket science ! ! !


<taking a deep breath … putting away the laptop … trying to nap in the crowded Airbus>


We arrived in Toronto twenty-five minutes late at 9:15 PM. After clearing customs, retrieving our luggage, walking for miles and miles through Pearson Terminal 3, we finally found where our hotel shuttle would pick us up, made it to the hotel, checked in, and were in our room at 11 PM.


A hundred and fifty bucks to be in a hotel room for eight hours ! ! !


Joanne is becoming sicker by the minute !


Friday ; Toronto, Ontario to Steinbach, Manitoba


Up at 6 AM, out of the hotel at 7 AM for the short shuttle trip back to Pearson airport to catch our 9 AM WestJet <shudder> flight to Winnipeg. Raining heavily in Toronto this morning.


Checked in at WestJet, through security, and endless walking to Gate 2BC (HUH ?) by 8 AM. Joanne so ill today that she was unable to walk unaided to gate. Had to get onto large golf cart like shuttle for the handicapped to get from security to departure gate.


Note to self ; new rule for future travel ; NO CONNECTING FLIGHTS THROUGH TORONTO PEARSON TERMINAL 3 ! ! !


While waiting for boarding of flight I phoned our Manitoba family doctor to try getting an appointment today for Joanne. <shrug> Desperate, hopeless effort, phoning from Toronto at 8:30 AM / 7:30 AM in Manitoba.


WestJet flight boarded half an hour late at 9:10 AM, took off twenty-five minutes late at 9:25 AM. HMPH ! Most comfortable plane I’ve ever been on ; Boeing 737 MAX-8. WestJet cowboy pilots deliver again ! Arrived on time in Winnipeg at 10:45 AM. After Pearson experience Winnipeg airport seems SO civilized ! Joanne’s sister waiting at airport for us. <sigh of relief> Thank you, Lorraine.


While I manhandled luggage Lorraine pushed Joanne in wheelchair through airport and out to car park. J**** C**** ! ! ! Coldest weather I’ve experienced since moving from Winnipeg on January 1, 1988 ! ! ! While Lorraine drove through Winnipeg I phoned family doctor again. Left message advising that I was bringing Joanne in to Ile-des-Chênes office opening time of 1 PM.


Once out of city and onto highway, blowing snow reduced visibilty to near zero. Arrived at doctor’s office at 12:30 PM, and receptionist allowed us into office when she arrived to unlock door at 12:45 PM. Doctor saw Joanne promptly at 1 PM. <another sigh of relief> Ailment diagnosed and medication prescribed. Thank you, Dr. Hughes.


Blowing snow made visibility worse and worse on drive from Ile-des-Chênes to Steinbach. Had to be rerouted on gravel road detour to get around highway accident. Finally arrived home in Steinbach at 2:20 PM. <another huge sigh of relief> We’re very grateful to Lorraine.


She helped get luggage and sicko into suite, rested briefly, contemplated worsening highway weather conditions, then left for difficult journey back home to Winnipeg.


Joanne took medications and went to sleep. I made myself some soup for lunch, then I went to sleep for awhile. Around 5 PM I walked (BRRRRR) to Giant Tiger and bought enough grocery essentials to get us through the next day or two.


Very glad to be home, with medicated wifey sleeping comfortably.


Yes, yes, the last week has been challenging ! ! ! ! !


Saturday ; Steinbach, Manitoba, Canada


Minus 23 degrees this morning ! ! ! ! !


Well … we’re home, safe and comfortable. Joanne remains very ill. Yesterday the doctor diagnosed her with diverticulitis.


What lessons did we learn this winter ?


  • We do not want to do business in the future with WestJet.

  • We do not want to have connecting flights through Toronto Pearson airport.

  • Southern Europe is not warm enough for us in the winter.

  • It is too difficult / strenuous to visit as many destinations / relocate as often as we did this past winter.

  • BUY CHEAP THRIFT STORE LUGGAGE. The airlines destroy luggage !

  • March is too early to return to Manitoba.


We have been keeping some good news under wraps until we’re home ;


  • We have bought a seniors’ condo suite in Dugald, Manitoba. We are moving on June 1. We have been waiting for four years for availability in this seniors’ condo.

  • Our Steinbach seniors’ condo suite will be for sale in a few days.

  • I sold our truck and camper ! I received an unsolicited offer from a man who has been wanting to buy my truck ever since we arrived in Steinbach in June 2021. He phoned me a few weeks ago with a reasonable offer. I refused to sell the truck without the camper. SO … we negotiated, he bought both and will re-sell the camper. <shrug> Works for me !


DSK

Sunday, March 12, 2023

March 5 to 11, 2023 ; Horta, Faial Island to Ponta Delgada, São Miguel Island, Azores, Portugal

 Sunday ; Mostly cloudy, mild, windy.


The weather in Portugal this winter has not been as nice as we had expected, and has made us second guess our initial plans to visit Malta and Crete next winter. Southern Europe just is not warm enough in the winter to satisfy us.


Accordingly, once again we spent much of today rethinking next winter’s travel plans. Southern Mexico seems to be at the top of our list. But not “regular tourist” Mexico. As can be seen, we prefer somewhat “off the beaten path” travel adventures


Tonight we had take-out pizza from a nearby local small business. Every day we have been walking by this pizzeria’s open door and catching a whiff of the wonderful smells coming out. But … we were disappointed tonight. The pizza was … okay … but did not meet our high expectations. Which actually can be said for most of our Portuguese culinary experiences. Alcatra on Terceira Island, cataplana in the Algarve, and baking everywhere have been the exceptions.


Monday ; Chilly, windy, raining.


<sigh> We’re experiencing travel fatigue. And/or poor weather fatigue. Our early walk was very short. Our late walk was … non-existent ! I spent part of the day on teeth-gnashing phone calls with unsatisfactory businesses back in Canada. Joanne once again worked on re-inventing next winter’s travel plans. With little success. <sigh>


On the other hand … the day did have its high points. Stay tuned.


Tuesday ; Cloudy, cold, raining, becoming ice pellets around 6 PM. SHEESH !


Today was our final day in Horta. We had two walks, albeit short both times. Working together today on travel plans for next winter, we successfully reinvented the wheel, so to speak. It was as if we couldn’t see the forest for the trees yesterday.


We packed and prepared for departure tomorrow. Joanne did most of the work.


Wednesday ; Horta, Faial Island to Ponta Delgada, São Miguel Island


WHEW … tough day ! Bad weather ! Lengthy flight delays !


This morning we were ready at 11 AM to leave. We walked a half block to our local bakery and bought some items for lunch on the plane. Joanne returned to our suite and I went for a morning walk. I arrived back at our suite just as our pre-arranged taxi arrived fifteen minutes early at 11:30 AM. We were at Horta airport at 11:45 AM to check in for our 1 PM flight. As we drove in the taxi the weather turn a drastic turn for the worse, with heavy rain and lightning. YIPPEE ! <sarcasm>


We checked in for the flight, wallowed through the long security backlog, then settled in to wait in the boarding lounge. And waited. And waited. And waited ! Without explanation for the delay. The weather slowly improved. Very slightly ! Finally, we boarded the aircraft. With apologies for the lengthy delays … caused by bad weather throughout the Azores. And then we sat on the tarmac for more delays. Because the delays had been so lengthy that the airline decided to merge our 1 PM and a later flight. <sigh>


Finally … at 3 PM when there were no empty seats left on the aircraft we departed. We landed half an hour later on Terceira Island, our first Portugal destination last November. Seems so long ago ! Passengers got off … passengers got on. We departed again at 4 PM. We landed on São Miguel Island half an hour later at 4:30. Weather was bad throughout both flights. Joanne felt that both landings were more like crashes than landings. HA HA HA !


I had been excited to fly today … twice … on a Canadian built DASH-8 aircraft for the first time. But Joanne was right ! These flights were rough ! Especially the landings !


We retrieved our luggage, caught a taxi outside the terminal at 5 PM and were checking into our guesthouse at 5:30 PM. We got set up in our room, then went to walk around the neighbourhood. We checked out the nearby small supermarket, and the nearby indoor shopping mall. In the shopping mall we found the restaurant Joanne had found online and had chosen as the likely place to have our first meal here in Ponta Delgada.


At 7 PM we returned to the grocery store, bought a few items (water, Diet Coke for me, iced tea and chocolate milk for Joanne, etc.), took the groceries home and stored them in the communal kitchen’s fridge, then went back to the restaurant at 8 PM to buy large, custom built salads for dinner. Good choice, my dear, thank you.


Thursday ; Cloudy, mild, windy.


This morning while Joanne showered I walked a couple of blocks to a local bakery and bought some pastries for breakfast. Around noon we headed out for an afternoon of exploring Ponta Delgada. We’re in the old part of the old city, a block from the waterfront. We avoided the waterfront today because of the strong winds blowing in off the Atlantic. We wandered and explored west of our guesthouse in the afternoon, and east of our guesthouse briefly on our early evening walk.


We found a restaurant that appealed to us, and had their “pratos do dia” / daily specials for a late lunch. Today’s special was supposed to be tomato soup, although they served us what seemed to be cream of carrot soup, and grilled chicken cutlets in a creamy mushroom sauce, accompanied by both seasoned rice and fries, common in Portugal, but that seems odd to us Canadians. We also found a large Spar supermarket so we took the opportunity to buy some groceries, although we’re only going to be here for six days.


We returned home late in the afternoon. I napped briefly then we went out for another walk and more exploring, but it was getting chilly at dusk, and we were tired from our earlier exploring, so we returned home around 7:30 and prepared a light supper of lunch’s leftovers. While I worked on the computer Joanne did some research and planned two interesting outings while we are here in Ponta Delgada.




Friday ; Overcast, windy, intermittent rain.


At noon we left our suite to head out on an adventure planned yesterday by Joanne. We walked a couple of miles to … <blink blink> … a pineapple plantation. In the city ! I thought that was odd until Joanne reminded me of the many times we have visited Shield’s Date Farm in the middle of Indio, a “suburb” of the Palm Springs urban area.


The pineapple plantation was a self-guided tour followed by a free sample of pineapple liquor and pineapple jam in their large dining tent. Great business model ! Allow visitors to wander around the very interesting farming operation, housed in a series of very large “greenhouses”, followed by a multi-media audio-visual presentation in a theatre, followed by tastings that inspire having a reasonably priced (but obviously profitable for them) lunch or snack of pineapple specialty products. See photos below.


As we were finishing our lunch it began to rain heavily. <sigh> We contemplated calling a taxi to return us to our guesthouse, but decided to wait fifteen minutes or so and see if the rain diminished. It did. However, the heavy winds did not decline. We walked home in the light rain and heavy winds, a somewhat difficult task for those of us who find walking on wet cobblestones akin to walking on ball bearings.


We were tired and stressed by the time we got back to our guesthouse. I needed a nap !





Saturday ; Overcast, mild, windy near the waterfront.


It was forecast to be raining all day today. But … it didn’t ! YIPPEE ! So … at noon we went out to explore the waterfront. We walked one block from our guesthouse to the waterfront, and wandered a long distance to the west along the waterfront. We wandered so far that eventually we decided to do what we had planned to do tomorrow, in case tomorrow is rainy. We turned north and headed inland to Jardim Botânico António Borges, a botanical garden Joanne wanted to visit.


It was a beautiful garden / park, and we enjoyed wandering around for quite awhile. Eventually we felt hungry and began heading to our planned lunch destination. Closed ! HMPH ! We headed to Plan B / second choice. Closed ! HMPH ! Eventually we realized, after passing by restaurant after restaurant, all closed, that most businesses in the old downtown area were closed. How odd ! Don’t know if that’s normal for Saturdays here, or if today was some kind of holiday ? Eventually we made it all the way back home without finding any open restaurants that appealed to us. We bought a couple of very nice sandwiches at a sandwich shop a few doors down from our guesthouse.


We went out again at 7:30 PM to walk to another restaurant that Joanne had selected to try. Supper at Apito Dourado (Golden Whistle) was very good ! And an old Portuguese man who now lives in Canada stopped by our table to chat, having recognized our Canadian accents. Too bad he could barely speak English. HA HA HA !






DSK