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To All The Dreamers & Creators When You Desperately Need Motivation

October 1, 2017 By Caroline Peterson

We’re told so many stupid things in life that are casually wrapped in a one-size-fits-all mentality.

Kids and a mortgage are just part of a happy, fulfilling life. // You’re too old // You’re too young. // The amount of hours you work is a badge of honor. // You need to go back to school for that. // Keep your head down. // You’re running away from your problems. // Buy! Lease! You dummy! // Your worth = Your income // Play it safe. // Your career should be a straight and narrow path and if you work hard enough, you’ll remain at the same company into your pension-filled days.

By the way, what’s a pension? Asking for a friend…

You know who often gets left in the dust with this standard mentality? The dreamers and creators.

They’re out there busting ass before or after their 9-5 job working towards something that is bigger than that damn standard. They’re pushing rocks out of the way on an uncharted path demanding something different. Setting up Etsy shops or blogs or attending conferences or cold calling or vlogging or putting their vulnerability out there by reaching out to family and friends for support with their new endeavors.

You know who often needs more motivation and support than the standard goal-seeks? The dreamers and creators.

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I have 15+ years of marketing experience and have never before seen such an experience-driven economy. Meaning, we’re just not marketing products anymore, we’re selling the experience that goes along with it. It’s almost as if those silly millennials are onto something when they want more in life than a declarative ‘Live Laugh Love’ wall decoration from Bed Bath and Beyond—they want to experience it too.

So, the jig is up! If you’ve ever wondered, “What if?” If you’ve ever thought an idea was too crazy. If you’re worried about how you’ll make ends meet. If you’re scared to share your new idea or change up your day-to-day because someone may laugh. If you feel less than supported, even by loved-ones who can’t see past the bottom line.

You’re not alone.

There. See?

You’re not alone.

There’s plenty of us lurking around in dark allies or on the dark interwebs. ;) I found fierce, unstoppable women here. I sought out travel-loving kiddos here. I show up to local meetings about causes I care about with people way younger or way older than me. So freakin’ what?

Find your tribe, even if it’s not a friend or any one related to you. You absolutely deserve support as a dreamer, creator or even doing something outside the prescribed definition of normal. You just may not get it. So, find your tribe!

When I’m feeling less than stellar, I turn to some videos and tunes that remind me that it’s the dreamers and creators that make this world go ’round.

Do What You Can’t – Casey Neistat

Rise Up – Andra Day

I’ll forever be a dreamer and creator in some way or fashion. Don’t let turds stand in the way of what you want, however crazy-scary it feels.

Fly that freak flag, baby.

Filed Under: Confessions, Soapbox

Saying Goodbye To Summertime

September 24, 2017 By Caroline Peterson

Happy Fall y’all! Real talk: I hate that phrase and I have no idea why.

Last week, we welcomed in the fall season, as we waved goodbye to good ol’ summertime. When I lived in Michigan, this time of year gave me winter anxiety. As much as I loved fall, I knew what was to come next: 8 months of grey, cold, slush, sleet and sometimes pretty snow. Funny enough, I was actually in Michigan last week as a Florida refugee fleeing Hurricane Irma.

Since the last few weeks have been a blur of packing, prepping, evacuating, waiting, packing again, unprepping and unpacking, I barely noticed summer was over. Here are some Highs and Lows of the Summer of 2017.

Highs

Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario, Canada

I mean, have I talked about this trip enough here and here? It was easily the highlight of my summer. Looking back, I think a lot of it had to do with the hubster and I just exploring on our own schedule, in sync, step by step, bike ride upon bike ride, together.

Niagara on the Lake Niagara Parkway Recreational Trail

Marco Island, Florida

We dipped over to the other side of the state early on in the summer to just get away. Our in-laws have a magnificent place on the beach (that thankfully wasn’t damaged in Irma) and they let us crash in every once and a while. It’s a sleepy little island, but we found ourselves busy with things to do. I’ll write about it soon!

#DayofDinners and Women’s March

In June, I participated in #DayofDinners where people from all walks of life and political affiliations sat around a table, had dinner and discussed the state of the world…respectfully. I met some wonderful people who left me feeling better about the world. On top of that, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the activism and work that the Women’s March of Broward County does. It’s an honor to stand by these ladies and yes, gentlemen. I have learned so much in the 8 months since I’ve joined including, and probably most importantly, to listen; to simply listen to someone’s story.

Lows

Hurricane Irma

Suffice to say, Hurricane Irma did a number on my mental health and I was lucky enough to evacuate. Lucky enough that there was minimal damage to our home. Lucky enough to get through the worst part: not knowing. Currently, there are still trees down everywhere (including one that barely missed our windows) and I can’t go to work without seeing at least one stop light not working. It will be months, but we’ll get Florida back to her good ol’ pretty self. I’m a member of RNGR and we volunteered to clear some trees and debris from Hugh Birch State Park this past weekend. I need to remind myself how much I enjoy being outside, physically working, especially to help others.

Saying goodbye to friends and coworkers

Our close friends packed up and headed up north to Jacksonville to begin a new chapter in internal medicine residency. Additionally, a couple of my favorite coworkers resigned and started new, exciting positions. In all those cases, moving on to new things is a good thing for them, but selfishly it’s hard to say goodbye. The older I get, the more I know dynamics change as the tides change, so the goodbyes get tougher.


What’s next on the docket? Oh I’ve got some things up my sleeves that I’m working on. Right now, I’m focusing on keeping my head down, busting ass, taking names and looking at London for my reward this fall.

Filed Under: Canada, Confessions, Mental Health

5 Things You Learn While Evacuating A Hurricane

September 17, 2017 By Caroline Peterson

1. Adrenaline is no f*cking joke.

In the 3ish hours I had to pack up what I could into 2 pieces of luggage, storm prep my place and decide which things needed saving by throwing them in my insulated bathroom – I made decisions like a champ. There wasn’t any second guessing; there wasn’t time to think really. By the time I got to the airport at 4pm, I realized I hadn’t eaten since 7am. Normally, that would induce pure, unadulterated hangry pangs. With the adrenaline running through my veins, I didn’t even notice. I must say, though, that glass of Sauvignon Blanc in the Delta Sky Lounge was utter bliss.

Live shot of our empty place, I moved furniture away from windows.

 

2. Organization in everyday life is key.

There’s a place for everything in our home. Ask the hubster, if I can’t find something quickly, I get annoyed. In a time of emergency, I knew exactly where to go to grab our important files:

  • Marriage license
  • Passports
  • Birth certificates
  • Property lease

So, make fun of me all you want, non-organized people, but I saved myself some precious time and, more importantly, my sanity when furiously grabbing important docs as I evacuated.

3. Getting out is relief and total sadness.

As those plane wheels kissed the last bit of Fort Lauderdale’s runway, and I looked down below at the serene setting of my coastal community, I felt sick. It’s hard to explain, really. I was finally on my way to safety as a (then) Cat 5 hurricane barreled towards my state. I didn’t know when I’d see my home again, and if I did, what sort of fractured state it would be in once I got back. More importantly, I knew so many people were trying to get out as I sat in my seat to safety in row 16. It’s a gut-wrenching feeling. It’s something I never, ever want to feel again. Guilt and utter sadness, wrapped in a blanket of relief.

4. You inherintely know what’s important in life.

In the fast and furious pace of tossing things into luggage or well-insulated bathrooms, my mind and body inherently knew what needed saving, and what didn’t. Most “things” are people and memories anyway, and those aren’t easily wrapped up safely and put in your bathroom. (Unless that’s your jam, and in that case, please stay far away from me.) If you listen to your intuition, it will gently guide you towards items of sentimental value or those that logistically need safe keeping. And yes, I grabbed my childhood blanket and stuffed animal (affectionately named, Bum) and tossed them into my carry-on. You know, in case my checked luggage got lost.

Judgement-free zone, friends!

5. You know who thinks you’re important in their life.

At one point during evacuating, I actually had to respond to many concerned texts by saying, “Please understand, I’ll text when I can.” Calls, direct messages, texts, emails and even a sweet mention from a friend’s kid concerned that I wouldn’t get out – they all meant the world to me during such chaos and quickly reminded me of who thought about me and who didn’t. Two friends traveling separately in Greece and the Czech Republic reached out asking me what was going on, wasting what I thought, were precious international texting fees. ;)

Some touching moments include: my 3-year-old niece sending me a video asking me if I was at the airport (airport = safety), my mother-in-law taking me for a pedicure when I felt less-than-human the day before Hurricane Irma hit and a long-time friend giving me a stuffed bear when I met her for dinner. Isn’t that how all bear hugs are given?!


Right now, from what we know, some water got into our place, but not much. We have older windows, that rattle anytime the wind picks up, so I’m sure as 100 mph winds blew through, they brought some rain in as well. We didn’t have power for 60+ hours, so all the hurricane goods I bought (that needed someone there to pull out of the fridge and into a cooler if we lost power), are goners. I’m literally on a flight back down to Fort Lauderdale now, with my sleeping ER doc hubster next to me. This guy worked until 7am, and is flying down to help me clean up. All-star.

I still fared so much better than so many other people. The Keys were decimated, and so many Caribbean islands may never, ever be the same again. I liken it to third-world conditions; where the need for food, clean water and vaccinations are high and the supplies are frighteningly low.

Thank you for all the concerned messages, I will be fine. Please keep others who were not so fortunate at the top of your mind if and when you donate to organizations. As a reminder, local organizations are best. They very often provide direct relief.

You can find local organizations to donate to here and here.

Filed Under: Musings, Soapbox

Florida Jokes Are Funny. Just Not Right Now.

September 9, 2017 By Caroline Peterson

When I moved to Florida over 5 years ago, I took my fair share of jabs about the state. Truth be told, I wasn’t exactly thrilled with moving to Florida, but, crikey, the things you do for the love of your life and his admission into med school. As much as we loved Michigan (where we’re originally from), we both knew we didn’t want to live there forever. But, Florida? I mean, c’mon!

Cut to 5 years later and not only did I wave goodbye to my husband when he finished med school and started his ER residency back in Michigan, but I fell in love with my little southeast corner of the state shaped like unexcited male naughty bits.

For me, South Florida became the epicenter of culture, arts, languages, travel, tourism and a politically vital environment. I’ve met so many wonderfully dynamic people here. Not to mention the year-round sunshine, beaches and palm trees that greet me daily.

Unfortunately, Florida is now the epicenter of Hurricane Irma.

I flew back to Florida from visiting my husband in Michigan for the Labor Day weekend. This was on Tuesday, September 5th. When I got back I ran some hurricane errands, and topped off my tank. By Wednesday, there were hour-long lines in the same station I went to just 12 hours before. Not to mention nearly half of the stations I passed on the way to work were out of gas. My husband texted me to tell me there was cheap flight on JetBlue I could snag, but I didn’t think I’d need to leave. I mean, really? We’ve been through these before.

But something was different with Irma. It’s hard to put your finger on. But even residents who had been through Hurricane Andrew were more worried than usual. It was an eerie feeling.

Quickly flights were beginning to sell out and increase dramatically in price. I called Delta, got an overpriced ticket for that night since the rest were sold out for the rest of the week (at that point).

On Wednesday, September 6, in a matter of 3 hours I needed to pack up what I could into 2 suitcases and prep my condo for a Cat 5 hurricane. I thankfully had a dear friend come over and help me tape windows (an exercise in futility, really), move furniture to the center of my condo, and throw items that I deemed “worth saving” into the bathroom and bathtub. I took pictures, a video and sighed as I locked my door for what may be the very last time.

By the time I got to the airport, I knew I would start questioning everything I did. What I chose to bring, what I chose to leave, what I thought would survive…

It’s a gut-wrenching feeling.

Now I’m watching it all happen from 1400 miles away in Michigan and I can’t even begin to describe the stomach churning helplessness I feel.

Helplessness for friends, loved ones, co-workers, family members and the men and women who have to work through this Cat 5 chaos.

Yesterday was one of the most surreal of my life. In a matter of hours, I had to pack up what I could and accept as I locked my home’s door that I may never see it again. Let me be clear – I’m lucky to get out. I could afford a plane ticket. I could actually get a plane ticket! I didn’t have enough gas to get out of Florida and when I left, there was a massive gas shortage. (Still is.) it was utter relief and complete sadness as I took off and looked below at my coastal home city. #hurricaneirma

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I always tease my co-workers that I much prefer tornadoes I grew up with in Michigan to hurricanes and they think I’m insane. The funny thing is, if you haven’t been through either one, you think the other is worse. I’ve only been through “minor” hurricanes and I can tell you this beast, this bitch, Irma, is something else. She will span the entire state of Florida. It’s unprecedented. 

Save your theories and opinions for another day, while people literally are evacuating or hunkering down for their lives right now. Keep your Florida jokes to yourself for the next 72 hours please. (And for the love of God, ask yourself if Florida is such a silly state, why so many people retire and vacation there? Hmmmm?)

These are my people. This is my state. This will be a life changing event for so many.

If you pray, send good vibes or shake your tail feather – do whatever you need to do right now to keep the people and state of Florida in your heart. I know I will be.

Filed Under: Soapbox

My 7 Favorite Wineries in Niagara-on-the-Lake

September 3, 2017 By Caroline Peterson

Who knew the Niagara region of Canada was so well-known for their wine? Certainly not me. That said, now that I know, I’ve been spoiled for life. I’m pretty sure even a trip to Napa Valley here in the states wouldn’t match up to the wonderful time we had in Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario, Canada.

If you have a long weekend to explore, you can find my itinerary on a previous post here. Put your relaxation pants on because Niagara-on-the-Lake is full of charming houses, gorgeous wineries and green space for days.

We used this map a lot while there, but please note it is most definitely not to scale. But, it gives you a good reference of how many wineries are in the region.

Below are a few of my favorite Niagara-on-the-Lake wineries. As I mentioned previously, there are 88 total wineries, so it’s pretty much impossible to hit all of them on one trip. But if you do, I want to hear about it. In fact, I’ll give you a gold star and feature you here on this blog, you alcoholic, you.

Small Talk Vineyards

We stopped at Small Talk Vineyards on our way into Niagara-on-the-Lake because the hubster knows my affinity for hard cider. Small Talk is a colorful setup with lots of fun quotes adorning their walls and bright porch. Each wine or cider has a good pun regarding “small talk” that made this copywriter’s heart happy. They are particularly known for their cider and it did not disappoint.

Try: Shiny Apple Cider and Shiny Pinot Cider

Tip: If you’re coming to Niagara-on-the-Lake from the west, this is a great place to hit up on your way in.

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Stratus 

This was the first winery we hit on our personal bike tour and it ended up being my favorite. We had a wonderful tasting guru named Dave who pointed us in the right direction for wines. Stratus Winery is an organic winery that takes pride in that fact — and rightfully so. It’s a tough feat to grow organically when surrounding vineyards that don’t. I personally fell in love with the Gamay red wine. It was just the right amount of medium-body and the perfect amount of peppery undertones for me. Did that just sound like a snotty sommelier? Good.

Try: The 2014 Stratus Gamay

Tip: On certain days you can do wine tastings out on the deck in the back.

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Caroline Cellars

It’s my namesake people, so of course it would make the list. Caroline Cellars is basically a huge, rustic barn with a large restaurant, The Farmhouse Cafe. We made our way into the tasting area, after passing some swag that, duh, I bought. I really appreciated the particular font chosen and the kerning used. You can take a girl on vacation away from marketing, but you can’t take marketing out of the girl. The tastings at Caroline Cellars are actually free, which was a welcome surprise. Caroline Cellars is known more for their reds than their whites and we really like their Farmer’s Red and Cabernet Franc. It was a bit crowded about 10 minutes after we arrived because a busload of people came too. But that’s not unusual for any winery in Niagara-on-the-Lake really with busloads coming and going on their scheduled tours.

Try: The 2013 Cabernet Franc and their seasonal Farmer’s Red.

Tip: Grab some Caroline swag. Everyone could use more Caroline in their life.

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Inniskillin

Just a beautiful bike ride down the Niagara Parkway, on the outskirts of town, you’ll find Inniskillin. We arrived about an hour before they were closing, grabbed a quick glass and sat underneath one of the few tables that still had an umbrella open. It seemed that arriving even an hour before closing meant they kinda sorta wanted to let you know that they were really closing at 6pm, since employees walked around and closed table umbrellas even as we were still sitting at a table. I know the hubster rolled his eyes at me, but I am my father’s child and that really annoyed me and put a bad taste in my mouth about Inniskillin. All that aside, the employees on the inside were helpful and friendly. They are well-known for their ice wine, so we decided to do a tasting and while they were good — it just wasn’t my jam. So, so sweet!

Try: Belly up to their ice-wine tasting bar.

Tip: Don’t arrive an hour before they close.

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Two Sisters

With probably the prettiest entrance of all the wineries we explored, Two Sisters exemplified the stereotypical winery appearance. Because of this, it’s one of the most popular properties. They are well-known for their sprawling porch out back, where you can eat at their popular restaurant, Kitchen76. We came between lunch and dinner and shared a flatbread margherita pizza that was delicious. If that was just their small menu, I can imagine the full shebang is quite exceptional.

Try: 2014 Sauvignon Blanc. (We bought 2 bottles.)

Tip: Even if there is a wait, it’s totally worth it to have a glass of wine and a meal outside on their porch.

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Ravine Vineyard Estate Winery

This one is the hubster’s favorite winery and I can’t blame him. It was gorgeous, but still warm enough that you left with a homey-feeling. We hit up Ravine on our way back from Niagara Falls. It’s a touch too far (for us) by bike from the center of town, where we were staying at the Olde Angel Inn. They have hearth fire pizza on their patio in the back, with killer views of the vineyards.

Try: 2016 Rosé and The local Lowrey Bros Hard Cider (they had peach while we were there – delicious!)

Tip: Go there for lunch and sit on their patio out back — share a wood oven pizza too.

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Reif Estate Winery

On our bike ride back into town from Inniskillin, we popped into Reif at the recommendation of Dave from Stratus Winery. Reif has a beautiful porch in the front and a really pretty interior wine tasting section. Our wine tasting guru was helpful and friendly, without being overly pushy.

Try: 2015 Sauvignon Blanc and 2016 Gamay Cabernet

Tip: If you’re riding on your bike, you can leave your purchases here and swing by to grab them on your way out of town.

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Overall, like I mentioned before, you really can’t make a bad choice for any of the wineries in the area. There’s so many to choose from that you’re sure to find one that tickles your wine fancy.

Have you ever been to Niagara-on-the-Lake? Which were your favorite wineries?

Filed Under: Canada

Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario: A Friendly, Canadian Town Filled with Wineries

August 26, 2017 By Caroline Peterson

Real talk: Growing up in metro Detroit, we used to cross the border at 19 and go (legally) drink in Windsor, Ontario, Canada. I didn’t do this until I was 20 though because I was a cautious rebel. This was way back when you only needed a drivers license to cross the border, too. Oh, those were the sequined halter top days, weren’t they?

Well, I’m happy to tell you that both Canada and I have only grown prettier with age!

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Why Canada?

Canada has always held a special place in my heart and not just because they are our friendly neighbors to the north. Canada basically seeped into my everyday life when I lived in Michigan. We used to take school trips to Stratford, Ontario and watch wonderful theater performances during the Stratford Festival. Have Canadian change? Doesn’t matter, we’ll treat it as an American quarter or dime. When American news or sports weren’t showing what we wanted, we’d just switch over to CBC. Labatt Blue beer? You’ll find it in the domestic beer section. (No joke!)  If *NSYNC concerts sold out in Detroit, we’d just head to Toronto and watch JT pelvic thrust at the Rogers Centre. Even when working in downtown Detroit at General Motors, I had office views of Canada across the Detroit River, and often would pick up Canadian wireless carriers and get charged roaming fees. Crazy, eh? See what I did there?

As I mentioned in our 2017 Travel Plans, the original intent was to go “Up North” Michigan and explore some wineries, something every bonafide Michigander has done expect for me. But that’s forgiven now because I live in Florida, right? Anyway, the hubster took the reigns with planning this long weekend and I’m so glad he did because he was the one who decided on Niagara-on-the-Lake instead of going up north.

Crossing the Border by Car

Crossing the border is a cinch. I flew into Detroit the night before, met up with my Michigan-living hubster and we then drove through the Sarnia border crossing in the morning. It took us about 4 hours to get to Niagara-on-the-Lake. Have your passport ready, don’t bring over any weapons, smile pretty for the border patrol and you’ll most likely get a, “Welcome to Canada.” as you’re waved through.

Tip: Have your passports ready when you pull up to the booth. Don’t be that guy.

Abacot Hall

We stayed at Abacot Hall bed and breakfast and absolutely fell in love with it and the owners, Ed and Irene. We reserved the Queen Elizabeth’s room with the loveliest canopy bed and traditional decoration that made me feel right at home. Other B&B’s I’ve stayed in had shared bathrooms, but our room had an en suite. Score!

Abacot Hall also has a balcony upstairs on the back that I used one morning as the ER doc hubster caught up on precious sleep. I caught up on emails while sipping on coffee and listening to the birds chirp. Birds don’t really chirp this time of year in Florida. They’re hiding from the sun. Ed and Irene served breakfast each morning, which was a cool time getting to know the other guests. Most visiting were actually from the Midwest while we were there. I never felt pressured to stay and chat longer or that anyone was hovering, which is often the steroetype of a B&B. Irene asked us which wineries we were going to, gave us coupons for them and then sent us off on our merry way. The day we left, they gave us traditional NOTL ice wine as a gift since they heard it was our wedding anniversary. I mean, c’mon, how sweet! Both literally and figuratively as I explain below.

Tip: Choose the Seafood Omelet or Eggs Benedict at breakfast. Don’t turn down the bread either, it’s homemade.

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The Olde Angel Inn

We spent our last night at the famous Olde Angel Inn, right in the center of town. The hubster saw that it was historically British and knew I’d love it. There is a pub downstairs that served classic English fare, which is 100% legit, and this is coming from someone who knows. Hello, we got married in England. Plus, their server, Andrea, hand to the heart, made our evening both times we went. Friendly and accommodating, you know, classically Canadian. They also had the best cover band I’ve ever seen, James Blonde (formerly X Prime). On our first evening, went to the Olde Angel Inn for a quick night cap and promised we’d only stay for one drink because I needed to run 4 miles the next day (I’m training for a half marathon again). Famous last words. After James Blonde started playing, we knew that wasn’t going to happen. The funny thing is, the hubster and I tend to not like loud bands, but they were so good we actually found our introvert-selves getting up and dancing. It was great. A really fond memory of mine.

Can we also talk about the Governor’s Room the hubster reserved? I fully appreciated every single Union Jack in the our suite.

Tip: Order the Shepards Pie and peach cider from Mill Street Brewery/Brickworks Ciderhouse. Try out the cheese store next door and the ice cream place across the street. Why are most of my tips about food…?

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Food and Drinks

We were told to try The Irish Harp Pub, so we popped in there the first night for dinner and had the best chicken curry I’ve had in a long time. We liked it so much we went back for dinner the second night, too. Creatures of habit, I tell ya’. They had plenty of authentic Irish beer and cider to choose from and our dinner on Saturday night featured a celtic band playing in the pub.

Try Balzac’s Coffee right next door to The Irish Harp Pub for some good, strong coffee.

Across the street from both Balzac’s Coffee and The Irish Harb Pub is the famous Prince of Wales Hotel. Much to my chagrin, I did not get a break from the heat by leaving Florida, as it was incredibly hot in Canada the weekend we were there. We popped into the Prince of Wales lounge for a reprieve from the sun and to enjoy a cold beverage. It did not disappoint. It was a cool, old lounge-type of atmosphere with big comfy leather chairs. Our server, Eric, friendly again as all get out, spent some time talking to us and pointed us in the right direction to get local cider on our way of town the next day.

Tip: When paying with your American credit card, you should almost always choose to pay in local currency if given the choice. Why? You’re charged around 3% of the purchase price to convert to your home currency. Obviously, you should always use a credit card that has no international fees, but this fee is in addition to that.

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Zoom Leisure Bike Rental and Tours

We rented bikes for 3 days from Zoom Leisure. We both got cruisers, but they have plenty of options. Hubster joked with a straight face that he got us a tandem bike. NOT FUNNY. I have to say, I’m a huge fan of cruisers, especially when they are literally used for cruising between wineries.

Tip: Get there right when they open. We barely beat the crowd by getting there around 10am on the weekend. Lots of friends come here in groups since it’s such a fun time, but you’ll need to wait a bit when they start rolling in. We needed to drop off our bikes around 6:30am on our last day, so we could go on a run (remember that run I didn’t get in the first morning). They let us leave the bikes out back as long as they were locked. Canadian trust and friendliness wins again. Oh yeah, and every winery we went to had a bike rack!

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The Wineries

I mean, where does one begin when talking about the wineries in NOTL? I had no idea Niagara-on-the-Lake was known for their many, many wineries. Truth be told, I really hadn’t even heard of Niagara-on-the-Lake before. There are a whopping 88 wineries that span the town.

Like I mentioned above, they are known for their ice wine, which is basically a process that involves harvesting grapes in the winter, making the wine extra sweet because the grape juice is essentially frozen when the grapes are crushed. I initially thought it meant the wine was cold so upon arrival, after we had been in the car for 4 hours, I asked to have a glass at the first winery we stopped at. The waiter must have sensed my newbie-ness and asked if I had ever tried ice wine before; he then explained it’s incredibly sweet and I may not want to try a whole glass straight out the gate. Bless his heart – he was so right. It certainly wasn’t bad, but there’s a time and place for that sort of sweetness.

There are so many different types of wineries in NOTL: organic, family owned, corporate, known for their whites, known for their reds, on hundreds of acres far from town or on small plots close by. With so many options, you’re sure to fall in love with one that is probably different than my favorites. Honestly, there are so many that it deserves it’s own post, which is coming up next week.

Tip: Listen to what people suggest, but don’t feel obligated to follow it to a tee. Every person has their own opinion about wine, but like most things in life, it’s subjective. If you’re on a bike and a winery looks nice, just go in and give it a whirl!

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Green Space

NOTL is full of parks and miles upon miles of vineyards, so it’s definitely a space to go on a nice walk, run or bike ride. Our favorite was the Niagara Parkway Recreational Trail, and Queen’s Royal Park where we sat on the edge by the rocks and looked out onto both Toronto, Ontario in Canada and Youngstown, New York in the US. So cool, right? Hubster and I didn’t realize it at first and noted that Fort Niagara, across the way in the US, had very colonial looking buildings. *light bulb moment* Oh hey, that’s the US! We knew we would be able to see the US at from certain vantage points, but didn’t realize we’d be able to see so much. I checked off another country on my run list (up to 10 so far) and even dipped my feet in the cold Niagara River. That warm Florida water year-round has spoiled me.

Tip: Plan out a morning stroll to see how the small town slowly comes alive. NOTL is so full of character that you feel you could be Belle strolling through the village in Beauty and the Beast. (Minus the part with everyone singing that you’re a nutjob.) If you’re not a morning person, the sunsets in the evening over Niagara River and Lake Ontario are lovely as well. Take a bottle of wine you got at winery that day and sit in Queen’s Royal Park to take in the sky changing colors.

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Niagara Falls

You absolutely cannot visit this region of Canada without visiting Niagara Falls. Both the hubster and I had been there separately with our families as kids, so we didn’t spend more than an hour taking in the magnificent power of it all, but you could certainly make an afternoon of it. We both talked about how so many memories you have of your childhood don’t live up to the way you remembered when you visit the same places as an adult. Things seem smaller, or less spectacular than the memory itself. Not Niagara Falls. It’s just as immense and powerful as I remembered.

Tip: It’s barely even a 20-minute drive to get there from NOTL, but get there early. The busloads starts arriving around 10am. The Canadian side has the better view of the falls in my opinion, but you could hop over to the US (bring your passport) if you want that vantage point as well.

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Overall, Niagara-on-the-Lake, is a small town full of character, the arts (it has a huge theater scene that I didn’t even dive into), wineries and friendly people. In what may seem to go against the “small town” mentality, it’s full of culture and diversity. Maybe, that’s what made is so special for me. Friendliness and open minds, imagine that?

So, when are you planning your trip to Niagara-on-the-Lake? The hubster and I loved it so much, we may make it a summer tradition. Heck, this Midwesterner-turned-Floridian may even go back in the winter, that’s how much I loved it!

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