by Deborah Quinn | Aug 4, 2011 | Abu Dhabi, Children, family, NYC, Travel
A beautiful London evening: soft breeze, gentle sun coming through impossibly fluffy green trees. Every now and then a black cab trundles by on the wrong side of the street and I swear to god Mary Poppins will be twinkling up the sidewalk at any minute. We’re staying...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 3, 2011 | Abu Dhabi, Travel
Husband chides me for already thinking about what I’ll miss when we get to Abu Dhabi, but I can’t help it. Just as I like to fight with him about hypothetical situations–you know, just to mark out our positions in case the situation arises–I...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 3, 2011 | Travel
From the ridiculous: to the sublime: to any number of variations on “tell me again why I don’t live in France?”
by Deborah Quinn | Jul 24, 2011 | Children, Travel
So we went to Paris for two days before going on to Provence, where we were having a family reunion and celebrating my mother’s seventieth twenty-ninth birthday. Two full days to revel in the city of light, stroll the tiny cobbled streets, marvel at the...
by Deborah Quinn | Jul 20, 2011 | Children, Travel
We’ll always have Paris. Well-licked, apparently, but still…Paris.
