Category - Travel

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Trippin’
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* Lost Vegas
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Hope I Don’t Get LOST!

Trippin’

  I love everything about traveling; the logistics and planning ahead, stumbling upon something new and unexpected, exploring the unknown. I used to travel a lot in my single days. It was carefree and liberating. Those days seem to be over now. At least until our children are older. Taking a trip with kids is a lot different than traveling solo. There’s a whole new set of concerns and elements to consider. As we drove along the highway this summer on our family vacation, I had time to reflect (thank god for dvd players and stacks of Disney movies) about my favourite trip of all. It was an experience that both terrified and thrilled me. It was one of those soul changing, life shaping adventures that you never forget. This post is more of a personal scrapbook page than an actual blog entry, so please excuse the indulgence. I wanted to preserve some of my favourite pictures online…just in case. As I was looking through my old travel albums, I came across a poem I wrote. It’s corny and an amateur effort, but it makes me smile. Here it is….with pictures. Oh What A Long Strange Trip It’s Been ~[…]

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* Lost Vegas

The internal turbulence I felt before jetting off to Vegas was appropriately matched by the turbulent plane ride. High winds and strings of thunderstorm activity resulted in a bumpy, nauseating flight. No matter – I arrived in Vegas unscathed and ready to roll. Though I didn’t end up rolling any actual dice, I did win a whopping $40 on the penny slots. (This is a pic of my “big pull”). The Pit Boss had his eye on me after that. It’s what they do with us high roller types. (I’ve seen Rain Man and Oceans Eleven so I’m sort of an expert…) So Vegas really is the city that never sleeps. It’s been over a week and I’m still exhausted. There’s so much to do there. Apparently in Sin City, your ass and boobies hanging out of your clothes is a major fashion do. Cursing loudly, carrying your heels in hand while walking barefoot along the strip, littered with shards of glass is another “hot look”. I’m too old for those looks or spandex yoo-hoo revealing minis and glass stilettos, but I held my own. Hippy Birks are hot right? The weekend with my girls passed in a blink of an[…]

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Hope I Don’t Get LOST!

I hate flying. I haven’t always. Back in the day, if someone said “Let’s jump on a plane!” I’d say, “How high?”…and not even care. Now I care. Hurling through the sky in a hunk of metal propelled by combustible jet fuel does not thrill me. I’m sure post 9/11 I’m not alone in this. It doesn’t help matters that my son said, “I sure hope your plane doesn’t crash like in LOST.” Crap. I’d be interested to know how many other people have developed an adult onset fear of flying? I’m pretty sure that the responsibilities of parenthood are the culprit. Anyway, I’m going to suck it up tomorrow and take these white knuckles on a plane to Vegas. I can hardly wait to spend some quality time with my best friend. Tiff and I met in third grade and have been sisters from other misters ever since. It’s hard living so far apart. I’m also excited to see my old travel buddies. In the ’90s Tiff, Lisa S., Michela, Paige and I backpacked through India and South East Asia together. There were LOTS of plane rides involved, and my knuckles remained flesh toned every time. Ahhh, to be[…]

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