We Take Ourselves With Us

Our first full day on the Sun began early for me.   I woke up at 4:45am to catch the sunrise—me and about 6 other people without balconies.   All of us discovered pretty quickly that a dense fog had rolled in overnight.   This made for some beautiful, moody photos (reminded me of the cloud-streaked landscape of Milford Sound), but none filled with the warm rose gold dawn I expected.   So, after snapping a few pictures, I walked the spookily empty hallways back to my room and went right back to sleep. My second wake-up time was still pretty early for the rest of the snug and sleepy Kress-Davis family, so I left notes, grabbed my laptop, scored a cup of coffee, and settled into a comfy seat in the empty sports bar to blog-up day one while watching the ocean go by.   An hour or so later when my hunger overcame my sense of family togetherness in all things, lo and behold, I found the rest of the fam at the buffet.   This was a day at sea, and ...

In researching gf-friendly breakfast spots in Vancouver, I found that an outpost of Cora’s was near. Yes! If you’ve following our journeys to Toronto, you know our deep love for Cora’s.   It was a gloriously sunny day in Vancouver as we set off for the short 15 minute walk to breakfast.   We hadn’t seen much of our neighborhood thus far, so we were surprised to find that our hotel was about 5 minutes from Vancouver’s main shopping drag.   We walked past everything from Footlocker to Prada along our route—all closed this early in the morning.   Penn was on the hunt for a new pair of Kyrie 3 Nikes (the gods are punishing me by making my son follow a Cavalier), and we had stumbled on the perfect place to find them … after we ate.  Here's our hotel silhouetted against the sky. Canada's quiet desperation: It was about 8 am on a Monday morning, but the line at Cora’s was already out the door.   Seriously, if you’re in Canada, eat at Cora’s, and i...