Considering home is 5200 miles away, we find ourselves in southern Bavaria an awful lot. This was our third time there in two years’ time – maybe we should branch out, but different things keep bringing us back, so we keep saying yes. Yes to adventure, yes to opportunities, yes Read more…
Our European vacation was a little different this time around: we moved places 4 times in 2 weeks: first visiting Fellbach, a town just outside of Stuttgart, then we drove 3 hours east to Mittenwald, and after that we flew to Split, Croatia. The fourth place doesn’t really count, as Read more…
“Mom, can I see your phone?” Ugh…it’s starting already. At the age of 4, Alistair is already requesting my phone. He’s no stranger to technology, we’re not no screentime kind of parents. We’re realistic, but this gets me. We’re in Stuttgart, Germany, starting our walk through the closest thing we Read more…
A new segment on All the Gubbins, coming at ya fast on this Monday morning, which just so happens to be Jordan’s and my 8th wedding anniversary. Happy anniversary, Jordan – this new segment is dedicated to you. Each month I’ll recap the gubbins from our lives. Not gonna lie Read more…
A recap of our Europe trip is coming, but I’ll start with the end – the reentry phase – since that’s what we’re dealing with now. And it’s a bit of a bear. We returned home on Tuesday afternoon and now, Friday morning, I’m finally feeling close to normal. Jetlag Read more…
We’ve had friends get married in some pretty cool places and whenever we get invited to a destination wedding, we do our best to go. As far as destination weddings go, at only 2 hours and 15 minutes away Mount Princeton Hot Springs is on the closer side. In early Read more…
Vermont highlights: playing in Lake Champlain from the shores of South Hero, impromptu magic show at our friends’ neighbor’s house, eating really good tacos, seeing the kids play together, all of the greenery, lots of friend time.
Jersey highlights: ice cream from Hoffmans, pizza and rides on the Seaside boardwalk, runs at Manasquan Reservoir, mozzarella sticks from Squan Tavern, and above all: lots of family time.
Know what never happens? Me, cracking open my laptop on a flight. But here I am – flying from Seattle to Newark. Alistair to my left, napping in his own seat. Jurgen to my right, napping in the Ergo on top of Jordan. I’m just sitting here in the lap Read more…
I wrote varying forms of this on Facebook and in an email to friends and family. It didn’t feel right to me to continue this blog, however fledgling, without acknowledging the loss our family has recently suffered. Alex was a traveler and a writer, and I’ll continue this blog as way of honoring him.
It’s been a month since we lost Jordan’s younger brother, Alex, to suicide. A month of mourning, asking why, wondering what must have been going through his mind in those final moments, a month of watching Carrie, Jordan, and George manage this immensely painful loss with the utmost poise and grace.