U.N.-blue. You know instantly what color I’m talking about. It’s a real color. Just like you can visualize Tiffany-blue – also a certifiable color. Where I lived in Africa for several years as a child, we frequently saw U.N. Land Rovers with the U.N.-blue logo emblazoned on the sides and hood of the vehicle. Large… Read More Haiti – under a U.N.-blue tarp
As my daughter waited for her turn in the cockpit of the helicopter, I chatted lightly with the crew member monitoring the area. “How long does it take you to put all the switches back and get it ready to fly again?” “Quite a few hours. And there were only two things I really didn’t… Read More Taxpayer payback – toddler in the cockpit
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.
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.
Sometimes we pay a lot of money to fly across the globe and immerse ourselves in the culture of a developing country, and perhaps even invest ourselves in some good cause while visiting. Then, we spend a lot of money – again – to fly back home to our cozy house and romanticize the memories… Read More The Global South at my door
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… Read More Unconditional photo opportunity
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%… Read More Stroller-confined