One afternoon Arlo and I head to Ace Hardware in Kuta to buy some silly string and a terrarium planter but what to are wondering eye should appear? No, not a miniature sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer…. The “Show” ( as all good roustabouts would call it) had arrived! The circus had come to town. Continue reading
123 quiet and still is a great game on long car rides. I was always amazed when a group of kids could be quiet and still for more than two minutes but an island of 2 million for 24 hours….impossible…right? Not if you’re in Bali on the day after the dark moon of the spring equinox. The Hindu new year- Neypi- begins with a day of silence. Continue reading
On Saturday we loaded up the two motorbikes with surf boards and suncream and headed to the beach.. Silas driving me on one bike and Phee and the boys on the other.
Happy kids, perfect weather a beach chair , a good book and a cold drink! Continue reading
Little Hands, Big Imagination……..
The realization that Arlo had grown during our travels this summer hit me as we made are way through the airport in Malaysia. No longer does he need help carrying his pack through airports, he breezes through security check points, he hops off the night train at 4:30 am without a word, he can hike for 6 hours through the mountains of Sapa, make friends with the Hmong street girls under the late-night full moon. He has jumped 15 feet from a Junk boat in Ha long bay. He can navigate busy subways and even rode the Shrek coaster with his hands up high at Universal Studio Singapore.
As I’ve said in an earlier blog Christmas Eve had loomed ahead of us like a big bowl of lima beans…. Continue reading
The boys REALLY wanted a Christmas tree so I began the hunt. Looking for a Christmas tree in Saigon is like Continue reading
We have been here a little over a month. In the box (that’s what I call
our apartment) for about 2 weeks. Continue reading
As we board the plane it sets in we are really going… going far…far way.. from everything we know…Yikes, panic, maybe we shouldn’t…- push from behind( Zeb)- “Mom keep walking your backing up the line” “ya, but maybe we should rethink this for a minute”… (Silas)- “Mom your embarrassing us get on the plane!” Continue reading
Eastside Curry 