In 1901 my great-grandparents immigrated to the United States from Denmark. One hundred years later I immigrated from the USA to Europe and found again what they left behind. … More Finding Myself Again in Denmark
Until you know where you come from, you will never know where you need to go. Do you know where your family comes from? Or do you just think you know? Follow our story as we dig deep to uncover our roots. … More The Three Sons of Man
The new official trailer of The Tales of a Fly-By-Night by V M Karren is now available on YouTube for viewing! Here you can catch a glimpse of the beauty, humor, and grandeur behind this collection of travel stories from across Europe. Click HERE to read a sample of the book, or order your … More Book Trailer: The Tales of a Fly-By-Night
How mis-adventure in Switzerland turned into a deal sweeter than the biggest Toberlone ever! … More Our Swiss Chocolate Chalet
My new neighbors were as distrustful of me as I was supposed to be of them. … More The American Living Next Door
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?