The zigzagging segment of California’s Highway 1 that ascends to Big Sur made me feel all snoozy, however, a nipping frigorific breeze that seeped through the sunroof kept me wide awake. My hubby, our 8-month old daughter and I were aboard our hired car en route to San Francisco from Los Angeles. Half an hour…
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Backpacking With A Baby
And I thought backpacking with a baby bump is cumbersome. Traveling with a newborn or infant is on a higher level of difficulty – well, more like on a different insane dimension… much challenging than the countless treks I did (no matter how long they lasted), or getting lost in translation, or hopping on dodgy…
Snapshot Saturday: Bluer Than Blue
California Dreamin’
Accidentally America
Obviously not keen on acquiring this visa. Photo taken at home. Just woke up, without changing clothes, without fixing my hair. It was one heck of a surprise. A free trip to a country that’s nonexistent on the bottom most part of our travel bucket list. And it’s all because of a lavish French boss….