As I walked past my car in our island seashell driveway, I noted the 5 consecutive years' worth of Wellfleet beach parking stickers affixed to the rear window. It made me smile. I considered my previous car, also a wagon that had displayed at least as many years of evidence of our travels, and wondered … Continue reading The story of our lives
Tag: travel
Invading Normandy
Today is the 70th anniversary of D-Day. Other than September 11, 2001, there is no other date in history which can bring me to tears faster. If I spend even a moment considering the bravery of the Allied soldiers in the face of every obstacle imaginable, my eyes immediately well up. I imagine the fear … Continue reading Invading Normandy
Rise up
Last year, I was blessed to spend Easter in the Black Forest. There was a dusting of new snow that morning and I attended mass alone in a beautiful church where the only word I truly understood was "Amen." It was perfect. In the little town of Neustadt, thousands of miles from "home," I had … Continue reading Rise up
Time and $$ or Why I don’t fly out of Albany
My third-grader came home from school a few weeks back with a math project assignment. My His task was to consider and solve a "real world” math problem. We decided to use his math skills to create a budget for our summer trip to Florida, figuring out travel expenses, which parks to visit and where … Continue reading Time and $$ or Why I don’t fly out of Albany
The Big Easy for little $
Planning for the recent girls' getaway began months ago. The topic had been bandied about like a pair of traveling pants, each of the four of us adding her own particular curve to the project. The criteria was simple: not too far, not too expensive, the simpler the transportation the better. When I came across … Continue reading The Big Easy for little $
The evolution of the girlfriend getaway
It started with a couple of stolen hours. We'd pick a date that worked for all of us, crossing our fingers for no last-minute work emergencies, sick children or childcare cop outs. Our rendezvous destination was generally somewhere in the middle - north for them, south for me. On the given day, as I put … Continue reading The evolution of the girlfriend getaway
YOLO – NOLA
First, apologies for YOLO. I've never used that acronym before and I promise to retire it immediately. The term, that is. The sentiment? Not likely. I've got a little trip planned with three of my besties - a long weekend in New Orleans. I'm rather ridiculously excited. I've never been to this city before, but … Continue reading YOLO – NOLA
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