London, why do I love thee?
Because no matter how impractical, I am always compelled to take the longest possible route from point A to B. In a city so hectic it
January 23, 2014
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Because no matter how impractical, I am always compelled to take the longest possible route from point A to B. In a city so hectic it
This Thanksgiving, we spent half a week in Bangkok enroute to wedding festivities in the Philippines. German and I were there last in 2009, on backpacker’s
I’m not a beach girl. I don’t worship the sun. I don’t bronze myself in coconut oil and sip cocktails on beach chairs. I usually have
I found the meaning of life on the back of someone’s shirt at a dive bar in Key West. Amen. Thankful for travel wisdom, even if
March is a magnificent time to be in California. For a few short weeks the Golden State is painted in a rainbow of greens, yellows and
“His death was quiet, like rain on the sea.” – Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces Light is best before or after a storm. I still can’t believe
It’s our last day in Kauai. It’s been a long, languid week of sea, sun and jungle rain. Time passes slowly here on this five million
For as long as I can remember, our family vacations were spent in cars, journeying across Western Canada and the US. Trips to Airdrie, Banff, Drumheller
