We weren’t following the flock to Uttakleiv Beach and Haukland Beach in Norway—we hiked the eleven-mile loop before Lonely Planet named Haukland the best beach
About three-o-clock every afternoon these days when Vancouver’s grey skies darken toward charcoal and heavy rains pummel our flat roof, I need a cookie. The
“Oaxaca, the belly of Mexico.” “The country’s culinary capital.” “To chefs what Paris was to painters.” One of the reasons I wanted to go to
Was being born in the Year of the Ox why I wanted to return to the velvet-brown mountains of Dovre, the only place in Norway
Noto, emphasis on the “o” I remind myself. That’s because my brain wants to call it Nota, as in Nota Bene. But hey, it gave me
It was Ruth Ann’s idea for our annual holiday. “I want to go to Dawson City,” she said, quite firmly. We settled on meeting there
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