They say that planning a trip makes you happier than actually taking it. I don’t know that I necessarily agree—I mean, there were definitely some
Last week, I started a post on the things they don’t tell you about traveling Europe—the good, the bad, and the ugly. It was getting
When I first suggested to Leslie that we take a whirlwind tour of Europe together, I honestly had no idea what we were signing up
Leslie and I landed in LAX late on a Sunday evening, exhausted from our long flight back from Europe. Her parents and sister Jackie, also
On our last day in Europe, Leslie and I were on our own again. Natasha and the kids had a previous commitment, but they recommended
If Leslie and I thought having local guides to show us around Geneva was a treat, we had no idea what was in store for
After our last day in Germany, Leslie and I boarded a train to Geneva, Switzerland. It was a tad bittersweet to make the final border
As loathe as I was to leave Hohenschwangau behind, Leslie told me there was a life-sized cuckoo clock in Munich, and I just had to see
I’m a quirky Canadian-American who’s always ready for the next adventure. I always return my shopping carts to the cart corral, I fold gum wrappers into origami cranes, and I polish my nerd badge daily. I am passionate about helping women intentionally make space for the things that bring them true joy. Read more about me and my mission here.
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