From the archive, just for laughs…. (Most of these clips were filmed by our kids while en route in Romania last summer.)
Travelling with your kids can be fun, if you act like a kid instead of making them act like adults!
… More Mussels in Brussels
I didn’t steal my first Dutch bicycle, I salvaged it from a local train station. It had been abandoned since February and stood rusting in the rain and frost, there in the bushes, until I finally decided to take it home in April. With some elbow grease and a new back tire I would have … More The Dutch Cycle of Life
To this day I regret not learning to speak Swedish when I had the chance. My first visit to Sweden was also my first visit to any country where English is not the first language. During a journey when anything that could wrong, did go wrong, speaking a little bit of Swedish could have helped … More Swedish: The Nordic Language of Love
Matthew’s third birthday was to be spent at Disneyland, frolicking with Mickey and Pinocchio. We didn’t have a big budget available, so we traveled on a small one. We rode in the second class train to Paris and stayed in a youth hostel. We ate picnics under the Eiffel Tower and walked between the museums to … More Disneyland On Strike?