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06 Feb, 2015

Happy hour

By andrea tomkins in Ottawa

The other day I drove downtown to meet Mark for a beer after work. I was early, and he had a few things he needed to wrap up before he left, so I went for a stroll. This was something I used to do a lot; walk around, take photos, admire the views, relax into my own thoughts and just enjoy the beauty around me. If you live in Ottawa, you probably know exactly what I’m talking about.

View of Parliament Hill as the sun set.

Snowy view of the National Gallery, Ottawa

Stickers on a hydro pole, National Gallery. This is my Ottawa!

A view of Maman in winter.

Afterwards, we went to the Grand Pizzeria. We split a Beau’s and munched on 1/2 price pizza. It was a good way to cap off a pretty walk, don’t you think?

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The first part of this post was published yesterday. You can read that right here. Do note, I was not paid – or required – to write this post, and my thoughts are my own. However, I did attend a weekend long event as a guest of Ford Canada. This post is a bit about that weekend, and then some. Read on!

I would be remiss if I failed to mention the cars we drove over the weekend, because it was a big part of the overall experience. Julie and I, along with Melissa Wood of National Public Relations, drove up to Tremblant in the 2015 Escape SE. Three of us – and all of our cargo – comfortably fit in this small utility vehicle. I couldn’t believe we got it all in there. The Escape is like a mini SUV, which makes it easier on fuel and emissions. Our return trip was in a 2015 Ford Fusion Energi, which was a completely new vehicle to me.

As I write this I realize the driving part of this adventure was, for me, less about the exact kind of car we drove, and more about the driving experience. Every time I drive a Ford I am impressed by their commitment to a great – and safe – driving experience. Whether it’s the lane-keeping system in the Fusion (it alerts drivers if they’re starting to veer) or the blind-spot information system that provides a visual cue every time there’s a vehicle in your blind spot (which is frankly, amazing), or 911 Assist, it’s all about keeping me on the road safely!

Our group stayed at Hotel Quintessence, a gorgeous location right on Lac Tremblant and an easy walk to Tremblant village. It’s considered a boutique hotel; it’s smaller with an intimate and comfortable feel. It’s funny, that short distance away serves it very well. You feel secluded, but you’re really not.

Our itinerary was full but I had some time before dinner to go on a solo walkabout around Tremblant. It was cold, but beautiful, and even lively in the village. I found a pretty little skating rink in behind a church too.

Tremblant village at night

Skating near the chapel, Tremblant

I was tempted to hunker down in the room afterwards, but I convinced Julie to come check out the outdoor Jacuzzi. FYI, we had to step barefoot on ice and snow to get to it, but it was heaven. And then I surprised myself and took a dip in the COLD pool, which seems to be held at temperatures just above freezing. (Crazy, I know. But I had to try it out!)

Our group a phenomenal dinner on Saturday night. I can’t say enough about my meal and the thoughtful service. I’d post a photo but the lighting was dim and I hate bad food shots. I ordered the Dore, a white fish. It was very tender and moist and was artfully arranged on a cake of mixed rice. I am not making it out to sound very exciting, but it was delicious and beautiful. After dessert – TWO decadent creme brûlées – we went outside to make s’mores.

Enjoying the fire, Hotel Quintessence

S'mores! At Hotel Quintessence

The next day, after an incredible breakfast and a very insightful tea tasting with a tea master (!), we got changed and head for the hills. Or should I say, the summit, of Mt. Tremblant. We weren’t skiing though, we were snowshoeing. I had no idea one can do such a thing here. We took the gondola to the top and hiked alongside the ski run for a bit before entering the trail.

A wee hike to the start of the snowshoe trail, Mt. Tremblant

I can’t even begin to describe how beautiful it was. We were practically the only ones on the trail. A thick layer of snow covered every nook of every tree and every branch in sight. It was silent and still, the only sound was our chatter and laughter, and our snowshoes scraping the path. It was, in a word, phenomenal.

Along the snowshoe trail, Mt. Tremblant

Along the snowshoe trail, Mt. Tremblant

Along the snowshoe trail, Mt. Tremblant

Sadly, we ran out of time and didn’t reach the summit, but this is a good excuse to return.

Along the snowshoe trail, Mt. Tremblant

The idea behind the Ford weekend was “back to basics.” I wasn’t quite sure what to make of the theme at first, but for me, it became a weekend of being mindful of the things around us and finding the joy and beauty within those things. Whether it’s a great glass of wine, or a cup of tea, a scenic drive, or a walk in the woods. It was a timely reminder.

And this brings me to epiphany number two: Life is for living.

Edited to add: if you’d like to see more photos, check out the entire set on Flickr!

04 Feb, 2015

Weekend epiphany number one: I can do it.

By andrea tomkins in Misc. life

So I had a bit of an epiphany this past weekend. Well, two, but please allow me to backtrack for a moment.

[Sidebar: Please note I was not paid to write this post and my thoughts are my own. However, I did attend a weekend long event as a guest of Ford Canada. This post is a bit about that weekend, and then some. Read on!]

As I mentioned earlier, I was invited along on a special excursion hosted by Ford Canada along with a bevy of other Ottawa bloggers. The location: Mont-Tremblant. I hadn’t been in years and was very excited about a return visit. But I am getting ahead of myself. Our weekend began Saturday morning at Campbell Ford with some “back to basics” instruction about winter driving and car ownership. What to keep in the trunk in case of an emergency was something we talked about. FYI: a mini shovel, flashlight, a bag of sand or cat litter (for if you get stuck on the ice), basic survival food (i.e. granola bars and water), are all great things to have on hand. Part of this time was also spent talking about what to do if you start to skid, or if a tire blows, etc. There was also a tire-changing demo, although now that I think about it, as soon as the weather improves I’m going to practice on one of my own tires and have the girls watch me do it.

Another lesson was about refilling the oil and windshield washer fluid. I am embarrassed to even admit this here, but really I needed this kind of instruction. It’s shameful, really. As a driver I should know how to do these very basic things.

Back to basics lesson from Ford Canada

By total coincidence, the day after we returned from our weekend adventure I found myself starting the car, and remembering something Mark had told me earlier that day: “Don’t forget the car needs wiper fluid.” Ugh. Ok. Here we go. It was freezing and salty grey outside, and I drove the car to the nearest gas station. First hurdle: how to pop the hood. Second, open the hood. Third, find the proper spout thingy. (Gawd, this is so embarrassing.)

Looking under the hood

This is the international symbol for windshield washer fluid

I opened everything up before going into the store and buying a container of the wiper fluid. And here’s my special tip for you: OPEN THE CONTAINER IN THE STORE. It has a childproof cap on it, and doing this outside in sub-zero temperatures might be difficult. Especially while wearing mittens.

The Ford folks showed us the proper way of pouring it into the car. You turn the container sideways to minimize spillage, which was helpful to me as my hands shook while pouring it. And you know what? I did it. It was total refill success.

Turn the container sideways, then pour

During our weekend with Ford we also had the opportunity to learn to drive a manual car from a professional driving instructor/race car driver. The vehicle of choice: the new 2015 Mustang. We were apparently the first people to drive it. (!)

So imagine, if you will, little old me, learning to drive a stick shift in this gorgeous NEW car, with a race car driver in the passenger seat, on a snowy back road in Quebec.

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I was petrified, to say the least. I was afraid of crashing into something (ICY SNOWBANKS EVERYWHERE – PEDESTRIANS TOO) and generally making a complete fool of myself. I have to hand it to the instructor though. He was so patient when I stalled, and stalled, and stalled again. He must have thought I was awful, but to his credit he never showed it. And I did it! I drove it! Well, sort of. Although I won’t be running out to buy a standard, if I was ever faced with driving one, I could drive it.

So yes. This was my first weekend epiphany: I CAN DO IT. This is no small thing. Living in fear of this kind of stuff is ridiculous, and I refuse to do it anymore.

Look for epiphany number two tomorrow.

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My name is Andrea and I live in Ottawa with my husband Mark and our dog Sunny who is kind of a big deal on Instagram. During the day I work as a freelance writer. I am a longtime Ottawa blogger and I've occupied this little corner of the WWW since 1999. The Fishbowl is my whiteboard, water cooler, and journal, all rolled into one. I'm passionate about healthy living, arts and culture, travel, great gear, good food, and sharing the best of Ottawa. I also love vegetables, photography, gadgets, and great design.

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