Walking on the beach, I looked like any other tourist, minus the sunburn. I’ve taken an inordinate amount of pride in calling myself a traveller, rather than a tourist, these last 5 years. Yes, I have taken tours, but they tended to be more unusual ones, to the Arctic, the Middle East, the Galapagos. I … Continue reading Just a Tourist in Hawaii
But I'm not a tourist! I hear the chorus. I'm not getting into that debate. Some days, I'm a traveller, some days a tourist. It depends on the day, and the definition. The other day my kids and I hiked to the Green Beach on the Big Island of Hawaii. Tough hike because of the … Continue reading Loving it to Death: the Tourist’s Dilemma
When I tried to find the positive in my husband's sudden departure, first on the list was,"I will never have to stay in a condo on a golf course again." Yet here I am. My first blog post was written a year ago in Hawaii, on a holiday where I was supposed to be with … Continue reading Condo on a Golf Course (Reprise)
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