Mmmmmm. Favorite Meals Abroad.

Right there with secretly checking out the men, trying out new food is one of my favorite things about travel. And we all love to eat. Our family crest might as well bear baked chicken with potatoes and veggies and the motto “You shall never go hungry!” It’s only right we share with your our favorite…

Just give me a reason…

Ok, I am addressing the elephant in the room. What elephant, I have you wondering? The traveling one, huh, what?? Well, ok, the not traveling one. It’s bugging me – this state of staying put. It’s just a pest. I am so antsy, I need to get a move on. Ok, you get it, enough…

Eating out with your kids

Imagine you are eating in a nice restaurant, enjoying good food and engaging conversation. Then at the table next to you, you notice a family trying to have a meal, kids doing their own thing, Mom and Dad patiently or less so making them behave. At that time you might be thinking restaurants are no…

Crazy European Swimming in Lake Huron

The absolute highlight of our Canadian journey was the weekend stay at lake Huron. A cozy cottage on the shore, an array of activities, good food and lots of sunshine. What would’ve made it perfect was a dip in the lake. But one couldn’t, right? Not in the middle of September? We arrived to our destination early in…

No Connection With Ottawa

I once asked a friend why his sister didn’t move to New York City and he told me that when she came to visit nothing there seemed to work out for her. As if the city didn’t want her. At that time the explanation sounded really strange to me. In all my years of travel,…

Pick One of the Thousand Islands

I first heard of the term Thousand Islands a few years ago, when ordering a salad dressing at the local McDonald’s. It was actually always my favorite and at that time I thought it was just a name, like any other. Then somebody mentioned there truly was a place of Thousand Islands. I immediately pictured tropical…

Fly me away…

Our flights to Toronto, Canada all the way from Venice, Italy were an adventure all on its own. So, I should start off this Canadian adventure with just that. How we managed to get from Ljubljana, Slovenia up to Ontario, because with a seven month old baby and a three year old toddler we knew…