American Road Trip (Part II): Coffee in the shadow of the Little Bighorn Battlefield

On some days of this trip our goal is to cover miles, not stop at every point of interest.  We do have to get to our final destination this summer. . . But we couldn’t pass up the National Historic Landmark at the Little Bighorn Battlefield.  Americans are taught about the historic events that took place among… Read More American Road Trip (Part II): Coffee in the shadow of the Little Bighorn Battlefield

that store down the road with the foreign name. . . try it.

I find that after living in the same place for a year or so, I settle into my favorite haunts and hideaways.  There is an occasional foray into the unknown, like my recent drive through an off-my-beat neighborhood because I needed something only carried in “that part of town.”  I stay in my comfort zone, as most creatures do.… Read More that store down the road with the foreign name. . . try it.

art museum. toddler. security guard with acute apprehension.

I didn’t grow up frequenting art museums.  For one, there weren’t that many in our local area (various African cities).  For another, if they weren’t free, I’m sure my parents weren’t going to fork over the cash for five kids to run down the halls, screaming to see how loud it would echo.  Last month… Read More art museum. toddler. security guard with acute apprehension.

Baby’s first summer safari (minus Louis Vuitton luggage)

My oldest daughter’s first safari was in Malawi.  In Swahili, ‘safari’ means journey, expedition or trip.  So, technically, her first safari was the drive home from the hospital after her birth.  That felt like an expedition to me.  Most people, however, associate a safari with Africa and a drive across the savannah searching for an… Read More Baby’s first summer safari (minus Louis Vuitton luggage)