Category: Travel
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in Public on Transport with Strangers
I usually keep to myself or my accompanying friends when riding the bus, chapa-cem, metro, airplane, etc. But with a baby on my lap, everyone is spontaneously chatty. “How old is your baby? My granddaughter is two. Yesterday she started potty training.” Smile and nod. “My sister is pregnant.” Oh, that’s nice. From a little…
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Baby touching
Where I live we approach unknown babies as we would an unfamiliar dog. As you don’t touch a dog you don’t know, you don’t touch someone else’s baby without asking. In many cultures, you definitely don’t approach a dog you don’t know, but babies are fair game! Last month the locals in San Felipe, Mexico…
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Salzburg and Vermont
We were drawn to visit Salzburg primarily because of our interest in Mozart and all things classical. One fall weekend while living in Germany we drove across the border for a quick rendezvous with the UNESCO World Heritage site. We booked a hotel in the center of the old town that provided a…
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Unconditional photo opportunity
Sometimes you don’t have to take an airplane or even cross the county line to experience the satisfaction and fulfillment of international travel. In our case, the international experience came to us. One gloriously balmy morning in January I took my daughters to the San Diego waterfront to catch a glimpse…
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Stroller-confined
I’m guessing about 99.872% of the earth’s land mass is not stroller-friendly. That means if you limit your outings to where only your stroller dare roll, you’re going to see only .128% of creation. Or, perhaps you were more astute with your stroller purchase and bought the off-road jogger type stroller. So add another .003%…
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Munching in the Louvre
Infants will enjoy the Louvre. More specifically they will enjoy the colorful, quadfold Louvre brochure. It’s tasty. We were so engrossed in people-watching and admiring the art – though when the halls are packed the variety of people is almost more engrossing than the masterpieces – we didn’t realize our seven-month-old was eating the brochure…
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Little India in Los Angeles
Walking the Indian district in Artesia, California is like walking down Fashion Street in South Mumbai. Well, that’s what I like to imagine anyway. I’ve never been to India, though it’s desperately high on my list of places to go. I have walked other streets around the world where the Indian presence was historically engrained…
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