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Ever had a romantic getaway gone horribly awry? I sure did, and you can read about those debacles here, here, and here. But this year I’m on a roll. Last summer while we were at the Wickaninnish Inn in Tofino, I asked my lady friend to become my Official Awesome Girlfriend…and she said “Hell yeah!”…
I write a fun MSN travel blog. Here’s my list of 8 ways to celebrate New Year’s and the Mayan mayhem in 2012, which you can also read below: Apparently the Mayans predicted we will all die in an impending 2012 doomsday. Might as well have a good time while it lasts. So here are…
Ask any Dreamy Poet or Bearded Wannabe Novelist to name their favourite book of travel writing, and they’ll no doubt give you an impressively literary title like Steinbeck’s ‘A Russian Journal’ or ‘The Sheltering Sky’ by Paul Bowles. Like broccoli, these books are no doubt high in mental vitamins. But they also bore me to…
Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year…unless your relationship explodes like a washed-up whale on a Taiwan beach. Years ago, my marriage tanked on the Monday before Christmas. My sudden freedom felt raw, inspiring, and painfully unique. But turns out I wasn’t alone. A Facebook survey discovered that December is a breakup bonanza.…
When I was 18, my first hotel job was at the Chateau Jasper in the Rockies. They hired me to be a houseman. A low-paying summer gig but my responsibilities were exotic. By day, I delivered towels to the pool and at night I vacuumed Bits & Bites off the bar carpet. I loved it.…
Welcome to this month’s Travel Gear Guide. Just in time for Christmas shopping, here’s a strange sleeping bag called The Napsack. I’m excited about this one, my friend, as this is no ordinary retro-looking ‘70s-style sleep cocoon. See, the Napsack has shoulder zippers. So you can unzip them, stick your hands up in the air,…
By Ken Hegan The worst sleep I’ve ever had was in a Honda hatchback. In the months leading up to that brutal night, I was broke, newly separated, hemorrhaging money on a mortgage I couldn’t afford, and going insane from insomnia. I suddenly decided I had to flee Toronto. So I rented my loft to…
By Ken Hegan for The National Post I’m fixing my flawed life by following self-help gurus, spas, and treatments in the world’s most gorgeous, inspiring locations. This week: The Dead Sea! People say we’ll never have peace in the Middle East. But now that I’ve been to Israel, I know only one thing in life…
By Ken Hegan for The National Post So I’m in France to get goon-faced drunk while running a marathon through grape-strewn Bordeaux vineyards. Why not? I’m competing in the 27th annual Marathon du Medoc, a.k.a. The Drunken Marathon. The race is about to start and, though I’ve been to Carnival in Brazil and Mardi Gras…
By Ken Hegan for The National Post Eighteen months ago, my marriage fell apart so I fled to Jamaica to recover from the shock. I wanted to recuperate in sunshine, drink my volume in rum, and have a little Ken-time, or as I like to call it, “me-hab.” I reserved a resort in Portland Parish…
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