Barcelo Premium Marina Palace and Cayo Libertad – Checking out the resort
One of the benefits of the direct flight from Ottawa was our arrival time. After checking in and taking a look at our room, we still had most of the afternoon to look around the resort in daylight hours.
After dropping by the Carleton University Butterfly Show, I had a few chores to complete, like moving a sofa for my son, and then I was able to spend a bit of time just wandering around looking for a few signs of Fall.
Our flight from Canada to Italy via Swiss Air had been relatively uneventful but, as is usual, I was still happy to have my feet back on the ground with luggage in hand and legally into Italy with the blessing of the folks in the Customs and Immigration wickets.
When I travel on my own I don’t expect any fanfare when I arrive so just quickly walk past all of the folks with their signs who are there to meet and greet people. However, when I am on a tour package I rather hope (or expect) that someone from the tour company will be present to say welcome and show me the ropes and quickly get me on my way. Upon arriving in Malpensa Airport, there was no sign held aloft to greet us at our arrival point so, without wasting too much effort, we moved quickly to Plan B and headed over to another section of the terminal where our transfer voucher indicated that a shuttle bus would be waiting for us. We found the right spot without too much problem but no bus and no tour guide were there to greet us either!
As I knew at least one of my photography friends were running in today’s 10KM race I decided to stake out Queen & Lyon and see if I could catch a few pictures of them.
I had No idea how many people would be in this race, a lot more than I had initially expected. Fortunately I knew about the bunnies (people wearing bunny hats who run at a fixed pace so runners can judge theirs). Some apparently went all out on their costumes and signs.
Finally I was able to get a picture of Rebeckah Running by with her running partner Amanda.
After having breakfast with a retiring colleague this morning, I headed over to Parliament Hill to photograph a few tulips. When I arrived, another protest group was preparing for yet another demonstration and parade. I say “Yet Another” because I rarely get to Parliament Hill and, each time that I am there, it seems that I find that I’m smack dab in the middle of some protest or another. Today, it was a march by a number of anti-abortionist groups continuing their protest against Canadian legislation that was passed over a decade ago.
The Rideau Canal is considered to be the World’s largest skating rink and is a central feature of activities during Canada’s National Capital Region’s winter festival “Winterlude”. The weather was nice on the weekend so I joined my wife and some of her friends, donned skates and demonstrated my skill at staying vertical while trying to photograph and skate at the same time. No one volunteered to push me around in a fancy conveyance so I was on my own in the “keeping vertical” department.