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Where My Addiction Comes From

If anyone was wondering where my caffeine addiction comes from.. This morning, around 8am, house keeping knocked on our hotel room door. Previously my mom had stated how exhausted she was, declined my offer to go swimming at one of the two beautiful pools, and even asked if I could shower first. 67 more words

Coffee

Life is nothing.. Without coffee~

Enjoying my vacation at the Kalahari whilst I wait for my coffee. :)

What every hotel should have

I stayed at a hotel recently that didn’t have an alarm clock or a coffee maker in the room. Apparently, they don’t cater to business travelers and/or wanted people to sleep in. 320 more words

Travel With Kids

Beware the Turkish man...

…with the glint in his eye, the guidebook warned. Their flirting can’t be that drastic, I thought. How wrong I was! A visit to the Spice Bazaar that first day gave me a small taste of it. 491 more words

Istanbul

Safe and Tired

We’re getting ready to head out for day 2 of driving. The kids are vegging out on TV with a belly full of hotel lobby Eggo. 14 more words

Setting The Scene

Day 67: Return of the Daily

As I sit in my hotel room eating cold pizza and drinking my coffee, it occurs to me that now that I’m about to resume the road trip portion of my travels I should also resume the daily (or at the very least, every other day) posting of my notebook. 182 more words

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