The last time I blogged about New Zealand, I wrote of a place where snowy peaks reached high into the sky and cascading waterfalls roared into an idyllic fjord backdrop. This was the South Island and I had fallen in love with it. Little did I know, there was a whole other side to New Zealand that I was still to discover.
Last summer some friends and I took a trip around a few parts of South-East Asia. Of the entire trip we'd planned, getting out of Thailand was the part I was really the most nervous about. Pick up any guidebook to SE Asia and you're faced with page after page of warnings about the scams and the nightmarish coaches and tuk-tuk's between the Thai-Cambodian borders.
When it comes to travel, there is one travel bracket that requires a very specific type of advice and its own home for discussion: Family Travel. We've searched blogosphere to find the best advice from bloggers who are actually exploring the planet with their little ones - and not just surviving, they're succeeding in enjoying it too.
Flashback to sitting on a cheap plastic stool no more than a foot high, next to a dusty main road, being handed a portion of unidentifiable food in a bowl that had probably never before seen washing up liquid. And fondly remembering this as one of the most memorable moments of my recent trip to Vietnam.
New York city is one of those cities that has so much to see and so much to do - you might possibly never leave! I know that's how I've always felt when I've visited. I've been to NYC twice, and each time I've thought "How awesome would it be to spend NYE here?!" and I think those suspicions would be correct.