Mother’s Day, and it feels good to be unexpectedly “home”. While we celebrate the family’s rare togetherness over a more-than-the-ordinary lunch, I am reminded of my early expectant months three years ago and the adventures my hubby and I purposely got into — to take my mind of our unplanned pregnancy. Back then we were…
musings of a backpacker mum
Bagan Bound: A New Dimension Of Crazy
Case Of The Missing Mermaid Ariel Carry On
Pandemonium around the belt. It was quite unsettling. And there’s only one in Dili’s teensy Presidente Nicolau Lobato International Airport. My daughter Luna and I stood in confusion while the hubby fought his way through the ferocious crowd to fish out our luggage. Everyone seemed to be in a rush even though there was no…
2013 Thus Far: The First Quarter
Three months down, many more moons to go. 2013’s first quarter was a mixed bag of family huddles, waiting games, bittersweet reveries and whirlwind peregrinations. And oh, tons of toddler sobs. We stepped foot on six countries with a so-called scheme that’s jotted on sand. Its course we paved as we went, depending on our…
We’re not running away, we’re running towards adventure!
“We’ve only just Bagan.”, Ron of Flip’n Travels playfully coined, referring to our whirlwind Myanmar jaunt. For me and my two-year-old daughter Luna, it was indeed a beginning — it was also our longest journey together without the hubby. Myanmar commenced another family backpacking trip with unknown destinations and an unplanned schedule. Bagan. Where it…
Dawn Of 2013: A Giveaway
Round-The-World Salon Sessions
It certainly ain’t on a backpacker’s itinerary… But hey, if you’re on some long term trip, it’s one of those unplanned stuff you just gotta do. Like, dental visits (though this could actually be on the to-do list if such job is cheaper overseas than in one’s home country). Quite exciting, I must say. Could…
Parenting On The Road: A Housewife Without A House
“Hot dogs always seem better out than at home; so do French-fried potatoes; so do your children.” ~ Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic’s Notebook, 1960It was a dream we lived for 280 days that luckily did not end in tatters. But that’s not to say I got out unscathed. In fact, I emerged battered and bruised….
280 RTW Days… And Why We’re Home So Soon.
“Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family.” ~ Anthony BrandtIt ended sooner than expected. Then again, who’s really counting the days? Not us (but that counter on my sidebar is). And I bet my stenchy goat leather wallet from Morocco that you guys aren’t counting either. You most definitely…