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……..
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Laying in the dark bunk as the train rattles through the night I am different. I have left a part of myself behind but I have taken something back with me….
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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.
The traffic here is insane. Just when you think okay, some sort of pattern has emerged among the 3 million motorbikes, half a million cars, thousand’s of cyclos and bikes the guy in front of you will decide to turn around and drive against the traffic. Continue reading
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
Eastside Curry 