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RTW: Worthwhile Paris

There is no other city like Paris. It has starred in movies and books since it was born, and its hype is only rivaled by its history. Some people love it, others hate it. And on my flight there from Glasgow, I still wasn't sure where I'd fall. 

RTW: Sleep in a Scottish Castle? Well, Okay.

While I travelled with my parents in Scotland, they were eager to stay in some hostels for the first time, I think in an attempt to see what all the fuss was about and to see what kind of life I've been living for the past seven months. Needless to say, I was a bit nervous about bringing them in. But with brand new HI membership cards in their wallets, they joined me in two of Scotland's bests. Read more »

RTW: Driving Round Scotland

When I asked you guys two months ago about where I should go in Europe, Scotland got some high praise. I figured HI's resident Scot had a hand in that but regardless, it was luckily already on my list. I met my parents there for a bit of travel off the backpacker trail and all the praise it got was well-deserved. Even after nearly two weeks of rain. Read more »

RTW: Festive Edinburgh

It's the wee Scottish city that is spelled with only nine letters but pronounced with about fourteen syllables, six of which are variations on the rrrrolled rrrrr. It's got more pubs than you can dream of crawling 'round (indeed many Scots do dream about exactly this), a pretty little castle perched atop a rock and a year's worth of events stuffed into one month. From the home of haggis and heilan' coos, I give you my take on Edinburgh. Read more »

RTW: To Flag or Not to Flag

It's hard to go anywhere on the backpacker trail without seeing a Canadian flag. Sure, Canadians like to travel, and you'll run into us all over the place but we tend to be heavily outnumbered by Brits, Germans, Dutchies and Aussies. But I have to say Canadian flags on backpacks far outnumber any other nation's flag. 
 
Are we just proud? Are we trying to distinguish ourselves from our neighbours to the south? Are we trying to identify ourselves to others of our ilk? I can't tell you, I'm not a flagger.

RTW: The Prodigies of Salzburg

If you've seen The Sound of Music, you know all about Salzburg, Austria. If you're like me and you haven't seen it, then come to Salzburg and you'll feel like you have. The small city breeds child talent - with both the von Trapp kids and Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart among its former residents. Whichever genre tickles your fancy more, there's plenty to see on the matter in Salzburg.  Read more »

RTW: Riding the Euro Rails

It's a bit of a contentious issue but I don't think there's a better way to get around than by train. All things considered - price, convenience, comfort and time - the train wins. Canada doesn't come close to doing the train justice. Compare a rail map of Canada with a rail map of Europe and it's like comparing a single strand of spaghetti with a massive bowl of spag bol. Europe knows trains and if you're heading here any time soon, I suggest you get acquainted.  Read more »

RTW: Slow Down in Slovenia

It's hard not to hop from city to city in Europe. It seems like that's what most backpackers do. So after a stream of Eastern European cities, I was happy to get to Slovenia, where even the capital seems like a glorified town and just outside there's a national park bursting at the seams with outdoor activities.

RTW: Salsa With the Sarajevans

Sarajevo has only been on my radar for a short time. One day a few years ago, at an old, very boring job (not with HI!), I had a habit of Wikipedia-ing random cities around the world that I knew little about. When I searched for Sarajevo, two bits of new information stuck in my head. 

RTW: Flying Solo by Night

We humans are social creatures, so the prospect of doing typically social things alone is a bit of a daunting one. While it's pretty darn easy to find people to dabble in the nightlife with when you travel solo, it's not always a guarantee, especially when you feel the need to hit the town. You can either hunker down in your bunk bed and wait for more favourable conditions, or you can pull yourself up by your dancin'-shoe straps and go it alone. Read more »