June 1976. London, UK to San Francisco, California USA was my first trip on an airplane. I was 6 months old.

Fast forward 39.5 years and hundreds of flights to a mess of destinations and voilà; my first blog, aptly named YYZ to Everywhere (in respect for my adopted hometown and IATA code for Toronto, ON Canada). I don’t remember my first flight for obvious reasons but I do remember a few good ones from the 80s like my first trip to India in ’85, the World Exposition in Vancouver in ’86, my first return to the UK in ’87…

Now I must tell you, I have been fortunate to be born into a family that loves to travel and explore. My parents have been to places I can only dream of going to. They did most of their travelling before myself and my older brother (1968) were born, however, even though they are in their early 70s & 80s, they still manage to hop on a plane a couple times a year. My parents are also quite independent when it comes to travelling – they have their own preferred destinations and go to them, solo – and my father always pushed it on me to explore and experience as much as possible – of course, provided you have your responsibilities in check – and so the majority of my travels have been on the solo tip.

Because of him, I have lived in Italy, I have travelled back to the UK enough times in one year to make it seem as though I lived there.  Every time I have had an itch to do something – he has encouraged me to go and do it, and everyone should be fortunate to have family like that.

I think since about 1997, I have been on a tear – as mentioned, I have lived in Italy, England (near enough!), traveled to about 40% of Europe, basically all of the US and Canada, been to multiple destinations in SE Asia, Central America and the Caribbean. I am actually very lucky for a couple reasons…

1.) My work allows me to travel wherever, as long as I have a Wi-Fi connection, I am good to go.

2.) I have friends and family all around the world, there are very few places on this earth where I don’t have a blood or platonic line running through it, it’s pretty cool.

And so, here we are, from my eyes to my mind down to my hands through this keyboard and into my blog – I sincerely hope you enjoy my adventures as much as I do and give you a tiny sense of being there before you eventually get there.

Safe Journey.

Special thanks to my big brother Aneet for lighting a fire under my ass and getting me to do this.

June 1976. London, UK to San Francisco, California USA was my first trip on an airplane. I was 6 months old.

Fast forward 38.5 years and hundreds of flights to a mess of destinations and voilà; my first blog, aptly named Departures + Arrivals. I don’t remember my first flight for obvious reasons but I do remember a few good ones from the 80s like my first trip to India in ’85, the World Exposition in Vancouver in ’86, my first return to the UK in ’87…

Now I must tell you, I have been fortunate to be born into a family that loves to travel and explore. My parents have been to places I can only dream of going to. They did most of their travelling before myself and my older brother (1968) were born, however, even though they are in their early & late 70s, they still manage to hop on a plane a couple times a year. My parents are also quite independent when it comes to travelling – they have their own preferred destinations and go to them, solo – and my father always pushed it on me to explore and experience as much as possible – of course, provided you have your responsibilities in check – and so the majority of my travels have been on the solo tip.

Because of him, I have lived in Italy, I have travelled back to the UK enough times in one year to make it seem as though I lived there.  Every time I have had an itch to do something – he has encouraged me to go and do it, and everyone should be fortunate to have family like that.

I think since about 1997, I have been on a tear – as mentioned, I have lived in Italy, England (near enough!), traveled to about 60% of Europe, nearly all of the US and Canada, been to multiple destinations in SE Asia, Central America and the Caribbean. I am actually very lucky for a few reasons…

1.) My work allows me to travel wherever, as long as I have an internet connection, I am good to go.

2.) I have friends and family all around the world too, there are very few places on this earth where I don’t have a bloodline running through it, it`s pretty cool.

3.) I had a partner for the last 8 years who was up for anything as much as me – she showed me how to enjoy the finer things in life without losing your wallet – and that coupled with a sense of adventure was a recipe for success. We experienced so many places together and immersed ourselves right into the culture, never rented hotels – always properties right in the thick of things – she was quite an inspiring person to travel with and I will always remember those tools she’s added to my bag for future gallivants.

And here we are. What Goes Up, Must Come Down… So from my eyes to my mind down to my hands through this keyboard and into my blog – I sincerely hope you enjoy my adventures as much as I do and give you a tiny sense of being there before you eventually get there.

Safe Journey.

Special thanks to my big brother Aneet for lighting a fire under my ass and getting me to do this.