We recently spent a week in the San Diego area with family, rolling in the sand, splashing in the waves and exploring as much of the Southern California food scene as we could squeeze in. I hadn’t spent much time in that part of California, and it’s lovely. It’s a perfect place for a family vacation, because there’s something to appeal to every age.
We arrived in Tel Aviv mid-morning, bleary-eyed and a little wobbly from lack of sleep, since Theo was the only one of the eight of us to sleep on the flight from Toronto. We were also hungry and some of us in need of a coffee. But I had forgotten that we were arriving on…
Every time I visit a new country, I’m struck by how hard it is to know and understand a place unless you visit, walk, observe, listen and get to know the people and customs there. Travel opens your eyes to how small the world really is, how human beings in all parts of the globe…
When we decided to have a baby, we always intended to keep on traveling, going on adventures and exploring our world. It was just luck or providence that gave us a baby as curious about that world as we are.
I had to go to Austin last week for one day of meetings for work, so we decided Elie would join me and we would turn the trip into a mini-babymoon, one last vacation with just the two of us before the baby makes us a family of three.
We’re lucky enough to live only a little over an hour south of the vibrant city of Vancouver, BC, and we usually head north across the border a few times a month to visit family. Since we’re in the city so frequently, we often get questions from friends on where to eat.
I knew I was falling in love with Alyssa and Rob when we were trying to decide where to go to lunch on our first full day in Perth. “I want fine dining!” Alyssa said, as she skipped past the deli and up the steps toward Print Hall. “Me too!” agreed Rob. “Uh-oh, you’re in…
I’ve never seen anything like it. At 6:00 in the morning, the first truck rolled in, a father and son who started their pilgrimage from their home in Houston at three a.m. to drive west and be first in line at Franklin Barbecue. They didn’t anticipate someone would have beaten them to the punch, our…
Stepping off the plane in Denpasar and climbing into our driver’s car, the smells and sounds of the island enveloped me. The humid, sticky air smelled of savory charred chicken and chiles mixed with sour smoke from trash burning in roadside fires, those smells wafting through the high-pitched buzz of hundreds of motorbikes. Small children…
Elie and I recently spent a long weekend with family on Salt Spring Island, lucking into blissfully warm days filled with blue skies. We took our car over on the ferry from Tsawwassen, which is a gorgeous passage through the Gulf Islands. When you live in the Pacific Northwest, you start to take its beauty…
