"You're doing what?" "Is that safe?" "You should join a tour instead." I heard these comments daily before we left for South Africa when I told people we'd be driving ourselves around... Read more →

The smell of an old book. The feel of a crinkly page. The welcome excuse of a rainy English afternoon spent lost in a tale of long ago or far away. It... Read more →

It was a gorgeous day at the top.  Sun, snowcapped peaks and a promise of a beer for The Mister. We took the Brunni lift to the peak since we were recovering from our walk-turned-5-hour-knee-grinding-hike down a mountain... Read more →