honest advice for moms who travel
“The first thing you need to know,” Serge said as he leaned across the counter, conspiratorially, “is that there is no ghost.” I had ducked into the red-roofed Aux Anciens Canadiens on a whim – caught in a sudden downpour right at supper time, it […]
My very first trip outside of North America was to Istanbul, in 2005. I was traveling with my sister and her boyfriend, who lived in London at the time, as well as a couple of friends of theirs. I was single, and while it didn’t […]
When we arrived in Guatemala City in March, 2009, it was sort of a series of ‘one thing after another’ sorts of incidents. Trevor’s backpack took a detour on the way down, and arrived two days after we did, necessitating a longer stay in Guatemala […]