If I close my eyes and summon up a scene from our eight months of slow travel, this little balcony overlooking the Bay of Kotor in Montenegro is what springs to mind. Barely big enough to perch a cafe table and two folding chairs when its two sea-green, wooden shutters were swung open, it's tiny footprint only amplified the striking sea and mountain views that it gave way to.
"Was there any place that didn't live up to your expectations?" Trevor asked as we were sitting one night, reflecting on the audacious travel route we'd wrapped this year. "Yes," I replied too quickly. "Bali." But, it's complicated. Because Bali - in all of its unexpectedness - is also the one destination that I'd return to over and over again if given the opportunity.
Mountains that feel magical. Remote ocean stretches. A sense of adventure that seems to waft in the crisp air. New Zealand: a veritable playground.
For three weeks, our family of four (plus one set of grandparents) canvassed Kauai. From the relaxed and sunny South Shore to the more adventurous and remote North Shore, we - and our trusted minivan rental - sought out all that the isle had to offer, which we've bundled up below to hopefully assist in… Continue reading Kauai: Gallivanting around the Garden Isle
California's Mohave Desert wasn't just a remote retreat; it was the kickoff to seven months of global travel for our family. Along with the arid environment and expansive views came all of our emotional baggage - the slow adjustment to life without 9-to-5 jobs (and steady income), nearby family and friends, and the transition to full-time parenting and 24/7 general togetherness.
Departing DTW 