I'm a 37-year old Seattle girl who was bitten by the travel bug on my first tour of Europe in 2004. This personal blog follows my attempts to visit as many countries as I can, as often as my budget will allow. Since starting this blog in 2007, I've also worked as a freelance copywriter for an online travel publication. This only served to add even more must-see locations to my already extended list.
Follow me as I try to balance "real life" with exploring the world, all while trying to conquer a wickedly ironic case of homesickness.


Deck the halls

Every time I see Rick Steves' European Christmas special, I'm practically packing my suitcase to spend the holidays in London before the end credits role. I want to go ice skating at Somerset House or the Tower of London. I want to go Christmas shopping under the hanging lights on Oxford Street. I want to hear adorable English children sing carols about Father Christmas. I want to experience a Boxing Day.

But then I really start to think about the logistics: cold weather, possible delays, probable higher costs, not seeing my own family for the holidays. Lord knows I've experienced the possible frustrations of London in a snowstorm. Is the festivity worth the extra effort?

What do you think? Yay or nay on holiday leisure traveling?


Getting excited!

I'm getting excited for next weekend's jaunt to Vegas! I feel like I don't deserve another adventure so soon after my last one, but I'm gonna enjoy it anyway! Warm desert air with zero-percent humidity, fabulous food, ridiculous oppulence everywhere, room service, the new and improved "Phantom of the Opera" on the evening of my birthday, The Blue Man Group, the Bodies Exhibition, the Bellagio fountains, driving out to the Grand Canyon in Arizona...I don't even care that the weather is forecasting cooler temperatures for that part of the country for that weekend. It certainly beats being at work!


Robin Larkins

It pains me to have to post this as my experience with Robin Larkins with Real World Rental was pleasant throughout my last holiday to London. However, he has failed to return a significant amount of money that he himself confirmed is owed to me. I have since learned I am not the only person he has failed to repay.

One such person has set up a site for those of us struggling to get due monies back from Robin Larkins with Real World Rental Co. in London. If you're frustrated and looking for a possible solution, please visit this site for more information.


Home Exchange

I've been doing lots of research recently on Home Exchange, and I'd love any feedback from any past or present members.

I'd also like to take a poll from any and all travelers. Our apartment is in a suburb 15 miles south of downtown Seattle, but still very central to many Western Washington sites and activities and only a handful of miles from the airport. Would you exchange homes with an apartment 15 miles outside the city central? What if it included use of a car?

Signs the Anglophilia may be taking over:

You’ve abandoned the word, “Hey” entirely. Instead, you find yourself exclaiming frustration or getting someone’s attention with a robust outburst of “Oi!”

Someone asks what the word “biccie” means, and though the proper mental image pops immediately into your head, you can’t actually recall the word “cookie”.

You can’t help but hear “SAUSAGE TIME!” in your head every time you see an episode of “House”, and Steve Carell will simply never be Ricky Gervais.

While watching Jeremy Clarkson’s hysterical review of the Ford F150 pickup truck on “Top Gear”, you don’t even realize it has been modified as a right-side driver until he points it out.

More than half of your Netflix queue was produced by the BBC.

You find yourself calculating pound to dollar, working out GMT/BST or converting Celsius to Fahrenheit without even really thinking about it.

You no longer think names like Hermione and Rufus are just cruel pranks British parents played on their helpless children.

Your kitchen contains McVitties, PG Tips, a couple Crunchie bars and a collection of random water bottles from Tesco, Pret and M&S.

You were genuinely thrilled when Boris announced TFL’s plan to install air conditioning units on several major Tube lines.

You actually know, against your better judgment, what happened on the last X-Factor and Big Brother.

You know who Emma Clarke is and why she was sacked. You also know Mariella Frostrup isn’t the name of some foreign food dish or new fangled clothing line.

You’re livid that the film version of “Confessions of a Shopaholic” is going to be set in New York City.

You find yourself comparing every chat-up line you hear to Jeff Murdoch’s ear bucket, and they all pale greatly in comparison.


The London I miss today

Why I miss London even more after a successful holiday somewhere completely different...this I will never understand.
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