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I have been lucky enough to travel to many parts of the world. I usually come back with a camera full of pictures and some notes. Then I share my trip with you.

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The first trip I blogged about was Belize. My mother took the entire family there in 2007. At the time my kids were in grade school. We pulled them from class for a couple of weeks on the assumption a trip like that was a once in a lifetime event. We had to get them their first passports, and everyone had to get shots.

Sure enough, our next family trip took place much closer too home: Lake Powell. We rented a houseboat and a motorboat which hitched to the back. For about a week we floated around the lake, sleeping on the houseboat and wandering around in the red rocks. As well as boating in to Arches, we stopped of at Goblin Stat Park and passed through Capitol Reef National Park.

In 2009 we went to Cabo San Lucas. It was nice to get another chance to use our passports. I’d been to Mexico a number of times, but never the Baja Peninsula. I found it both familiar and different from my previous excursions. We stayed at a very nice timeshare. We made our own food using their fully equipped kitchen, but still had daily maid service.

Then in 2012 we ended up right back at the same resort. Still the same dozens of exotic swimming pools complete with swim up bars and a rip-tide beach on the ocean. I suspect we may end up there again at some point. That’s what happens when you buy timeshares.

In 2010, my husband, kids, and I went to Wisconsin. This was a kind of homecoming trip as we had lived in Wisconsin for many years. We drove there and back, camping out at places like The Badlands, Mount Rushmore, and some mosquito infested KOA in Minnesota. That trip turned out to be more about the journey than the destination.

In 2011 my mother once again took the whole family for an incredible trip. We went to the Galapagos Islands. For a week we sailed in a small ship, visiting one island after another in a pre-set loop. Every day we had a chance to hike and a chance to snorkel. Any day that we didn’t feel like going, we had the option of kicking back on the ship. The food was plentiful and high class, the bed soft and large, and the other travelers friendly and diverse. It was a truly wonderful trip.

In 2013 she took me to Mongolia. It was the first trip with just my mother and I. I didn’t think anything could impress me more than the Galapagos, but this came close. We went with a touring company that specializes in connecting travelers to locals. On top of a slew of museums and temples, we stepped into the homes of a diverse range of people including a family that raises camels and one that let us hold a golden eagle. I had a wonderful time and learned a great deal about Mongolia, it’s history and it’s people.

My mother, daughter, and I went to the Canadian Rockies the following year. We drove to Banff where we visited Lake Louise, and walked on a glacier. From there we went to Whistler. I suppose it should be no surprise that a place that has hosted the Winter Olympics more than once would be health-nut oriented. They take their hiking, skiing, and bicycling so seriously that it’s easier to find a trail than a side street. From there we went to Victoria Island for a visit to Goats On The Roof and to check out some big trees.

In 2015 my mother and I went to Indonesia together. That was a three week extravaganza that encompassed Java, Bali, and Komodo. I’m still regularly blogging about the trip. Come by – particularly on Monday’s and Thursdays – to see the latest.





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