February 16, 2010
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I'm Feeling Very Olympian

Ooooh. Isn’t it thrilling! I never took us meek Canadians as the aggressive types – but boy, are we flexing our alpha muscle now. Lack of use my have left it a little limp, but make no mistake, the theme…

February 11, 2010
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I'm Being Exported!

My weekly slag column has been discovered! Yes, Pumpkins, after years of helping the Canadian travel industry wrench its head out of its navel –  god knows some folks would suffocate without me — I am being exported. American trade…

February 09, 2010
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Call Me Nosy

The rumour mill is grinding up kernels of innuendo into a fine powdery flour. Time for some fluff cake, Pumpkins. Water cooler chatter about Thomas Cook is taking over the titillation over Signature’s sex life. I’ve heard they’re buying…

February 05, 2010
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Don't Mess With March Break

Stevie, baby, it’s all wrong. You’re messing with travel here, Harpy boy. Nobody cancels March Break. I mean, cyclones, plagues, revolutions, monetary collapses, Lindsay Lohan, we get those. We’ve dealt with worse. But getting your jollies by playing chicken with…

February 03, 2010
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It Gives Me Fever

More like cold chills. Vancouver’s as nervous as a fake virgin watching the last guests leave her Patriots Of America themed wedding.  Despite numerous attempts to ease congestion, the city’s gridlock is as tight as she used to be. There’s…

January 29, 2010
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Ou Est Le Club Med Haiti?

What’s the DR got that Haiti hasn’t got? Call me crazy, but you got yourself this island in the Caribbean called Hispaniola, and you got yourself beaches and warm ocean currents and some fish – all of which us northerners…

January 27, 2010
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It's January. Blah.

We are in the bowels of winter, Pumpkins, and I’m bored. I keep tweeting my twit, but it doesn’t help. It is like so January around here. Thank God it’s almost over. My craft – not to mention my…

January 22, 2010
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I Have One Word For You: Plastic

A shiny new credit card used to mean something, eh Pumpkins? Priceless. Don’t leave home without it. My life. My card. My foot. Seems those embossed beacons of consummate consumerism may defeat our entire industry. Oops. One wonders how…

January 20, 2010
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What's Everyone So Happy About?

Pumpkins, apparently it’s good news all around for travel. A whack of predictions all point to a rebound. I’m told Canadians are ‘rediscovering’ Europe. (Did someone move it?) Business travellers aren’t afraid of body scanners. Competitors are merging.  I hardly…

January 15, 2010
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In The Nick Of Time

A collective sigh of relief was heard from the west end of Toronto yesterday, Pumpkins. Yes, after a prolonged and arduous courtship, the Signature-Sunwing union was finally consummated. I’ve asked for proof, but no one is willing to produce the…