It’s an absurd hour and I have to get some kip and go to work, but I’m writing this post, anyway, at the risk of glaring sleepy typos.

Kingston, Ontario is the halfway point between where Tanya and her new hubby (not that there’s an old one!) Graeme are currently vacationing in Montreal and my current home base of Toronto. So no, we weren’t all lured to Kingston by some magical mystery tour or anything like that, it was simply geography that brought us there.

the newlyweds

We took advantage of Kingston’s geographic position for one night — no, actually, a few hours. But a few hours over some beverages and of course the requisite savouries that deserve their own photo ops. To wit:

ahi tuna crisps — click on the pic for full description

Needless to say, after a few hours of driving starting with Toronto rush hour traffic, these went down VERY well.

I’m trying to remember the first time Tanya and I started writing back and forth in Orkut, but it’s been something like three years of writing and photographs and MSN Messenger. Lemme tell you, a lot can happen in three years, and a lot certainly did. And here we are now in some random place in southern Ontario — an Aussie from Brisbane, a Canadian from Moose Jaw who lives in Hong Kong, and a Canadian from, um, Winnipeg? Vancouver? here and there? who lives in Toronto — coming together so we can actually communicate without typing or the use of data packets zipping through the ether. Ain’t modern living grand?

Here, a couple more food shots to whet your appetite:

tandoori salmon salad

white chocolate brownie

When no-one could eat anymore, I sent everyone to the park next door for some nighttime shots before we all hit the road again:

Ah, newlyweds in lurve… this trip is their honeymoon, can you tell? Haha. Anyway, one last shot:

It’s a good thing we were sitting down most of the time, because I’m a complete midget next to them. I hope they’ve got a midget-sized bed in their *cough cough* spare bedroom — you know, the one I’m going to crash in the next time I visit Australia. (Am I subtle, or what?)

Speaking of crashing, I’d better go do that because I’m going to the airport in about 12 hours and there’s a whole day of work in between.