Yoga with chocolate on top

Mondays are made better with weekly yoga in Roncesvalles with N.

The 90 minutes of mindful breathing and stretching undoes whatever post-weekend shock Monday had to your system .

Unfortunately, our yoga high is threatened by the bike ride home. Dundas is pretty scary to ride due to construction, streetcar tracks and wonky intersections. Upon reaching the top of the bridge just west of Landsdowne, however,  the ride redeems itself.

From there, I see the Toronto skyline and I smell chocolate from the Aero factory. What a weekly treat for my senses. And if lights go my way, I can use that momentum all the way home.

Yoga, Toronto and chocolate.  Mondays: not for complaining anymore.

Grand Cayman

I don’t have much to say about my trip to Grand Cayman except that it was superb. I developed a bit of a crush on the island to be honest.

We weren't overly exposed to tourism so the island came off as pretty humble. It maintained it's own identity amongst the offshore cruise ships and invading ghostly gringos. J and I stayed with a friend from university. His house was incredible…but the backyard was probably the greatest backyard ever. Ever. Infinite hot tub, infinite pool, ocean. I've never been much of a water girl but this converted me.

During the day our view was the aqua horizon. Late at night, with just the sounds of unidentified mating calls we would just stare out into black nothing.

Our days were filled with lounging and watery activity….evenings, with barbeque and cards.

Superb.