For the love of history
I’m proud of my roots – both from my Native and French ancestors. I feel very strongly about teaching our history to my kids and took the opportunity to go on a private tour with a docent from Context Travel in Montreal.
This wasn’t exactly throwing me into ‘cool mom’ territory but save for one whispered comment from Annabelle (“We get it, it’s a wall. Is he gonna finish talking soon so we can keep going?” bhahahahhaha) the kids had a great time.
A few stops in shaded parks, an exploration of the local Starbucks for some cold drinks, and great discussions about history, French literature, and more.
If you love history, if you thrive on knowing the stories behind hidden gems, I recommend you book a tour with Context Travel. Serving close to 40 cities world-wide there’s a great chance they’re in your next destination.
Private or group tours?
If you’re budget conscious or otherwise generally well-abled the group tours (maximum 6 people) are a great choice.
If you are traveling with special needs (wheelchair, stroller, etc), kids under 12, or you wish to make some modifications to the tour, I strongly suggest booking a private tour.
Being able to enjoy the full tour – e.g. if your child has to pee you’re not running to catch up with the group after – without missing anything or feeling like you need to be accommodated is a huge bonus. I’ve traveled with my mom, who’s in a wheelchair. I’ve traveled with kids. I’ve traveled on my own and with friends.
By far my best experiences when traveling with my family were those where I took the seemingly indulgent options. Ease of mind and minimal stress are priceless. Do yourself a favor, and put yourself in a position to enjoy every magical moment of your vacation.
L’École des Hautes études commerciales
Le Vieux Montreal was known as the Latin district – generally, people in this area studied Latin. This school, which knew some controversy, was the first to offer adult night classes in Canada.
Old Meets New
From Square Viger to classic row houses, l’École des Hautes études commerciales and Maison Jodoin to modern condos. Old and new marries to give you a glimpse of lifetimes long ago lived with the conveniences of contemporary urban living.
Our Docent was Amazing
As a single parent with 3 kids in different age groups, I thoroughly enjoyed the tour.
Daniel (Epstein) was fantastic at juggling the short attention span of the the younger kids while feeding the oldest with all the history she could absorb.
Notes from a 5th grader
I loved learning about how houses were built a certain way and why. Daniel was a lot of fun too, definitely not boring. The stories were neat, too.
Jasmine, 10 yrs old
“We still got to play”
I loved that the man was teaching us cool things, but I also loved that we got to stop in different parks to play while the adults talked.
Annabelle, 6 yrs old
What will you discover?
Where will your next adventure take you? Take a leap and try #DeepTravel for an unforgettable experience.
Discover Context Travel in Montreal or one of the many cities they serve worldwide!
I’ve been known to take the kids away in May for our ‘summer’ trip – mostly because I hate crowds and inflated prices.
Except this year was different.
This was the first time I loaded up the new Ford Escord, stuffed 3 kids and 2 carseats + gear, and headed out into the unknown that is #kickassroadtrip.
Thankfully, I had the sense God gave me and split up our trip in 2 segments. Monday & Tuesday we were at Parc Omega – where we camped amidst the wolves and such – followed by a wonderful tour of Montreal with Context Tours.
We were supposed to leave for Toronto on Wednesday morning but we took a break (more on that soon) and spent Thursday & Friday in Toronto with the help of CityPass.
Beg & Bribe
This being my first trip outnumbered 3-1, I begged and bribed Ann to come with us to Parc Omega & Montreal. I may have made unfounded promises that she would not get eaten by a bear (ends up that’s true!), I may have bribed with the idea of a memorable #kickassroadtrip… And so she came.
I don’t think Ann will ever come on a trip with my kids ever again! We laugh about it now…
“I HOE, I HOE…”
Thursday morning came too fast. Into the car I shoved the kids and our gear, this time sans 2nd adult. About 7 hours later we reached Toronto (should have been 4…).
This time I decided to bribe my friend Maureen.
“Come with us to the CN Tower, I miss you!”
“The aquarium will be fun with 3 kids, I promise!”
Truth is I bribed her with wine and much gossip. After an exhausting afternoon and dinner the kids enjoyed “the best part of the whoooole week”: sleeping in a hotel room. I’m not ashamed to admit Maureen & I made a ‘picnic’ area on the door of our tiny hotel room and gossiped till the wee hours, when she stumbled (ok, walked) into an Uber and left me with my
Friday morning I ventured out to the Science Center like the grown-ass woman I am – alone with the kids. I felt… ready. Ready to take on this challenge, something I wasn’t earlier in the week.
3 museum hours, 6 driving hours (why does it take so much longer with kids!!!) and we were finally home, where I declared I wasn’t taking them anywhere until next summer.
Chaneling Diana Ross
Three days have passed and I still haven’t recovered. But I will survive.
I’m well on my way to recovering thanks to the magic of Netflix.
Yup. After a hectic week I was * that * mom. I let them watch as much and whatever they wanted. And watch they did.
I can’t tell you exactly what they streamed as my eyes are still glazed over from last week – but it was definitely in the kids’ profile. And they LOVED it. And I survived.
I survived my first post-divorce, single-parent, trip with 3 kids, and you will too. You might need to beg and bribe, but you will survive this.
I will survive
* as part of the Netflix #StreamTeam I receive perks and goodies in exchange for my words, but rest assured all glass-eyed inducing activities as well as my views are strictly my own.
Welcome to Key West
Ann & I were in Florida for TBEX and decided to knock an item off our bucket list while we were there.
Driving down hwy 1, crossing the 7 mile bridge, was like falling down a rabbit hole and finding a mysterious and wonderful secret world. Time… doesn’t * exist * on the island. It appears that it slows to a halt right after that bridge, making the lower keys the ideal place for a truly relaxing getaway.
The only time that seems to exist is the scheduled departure for your sunset cruise. Just saying. But don’t worry, it comes back around tomorrow night. Meanwhile, head to the boardwalk and take in the sights. Every night is a celebration and the sunsets are spectacular regardless where you’re standing.
The first thing you’ll want to do as you step out of the car is turn your face to the sun… soak up some therapeutic rays, breath in the smell of the salt in the air, and listen to the waves crashing against the shore.
That’s the island’s song and it may just seduce you.
It certainly worked on me. So well, in fact, that I’ve been back from Key West for 4 months now and I still can’t write about it. Writer’s block. It’s never convenient.
I found a piece of myself on that island, a piece that’s made it hard for me to put pen to paper. I’m finally able to share some of the more memorable moments of our trip and my tips for making the most of your visit to Key West. You won’t find these in guide books, so stick around.
The island is bigger than it appears and if you’re not careful you’ll end up in the most gorgeous hotel by the ocean a quarter mile from everything else.
This Canadian girl managed to screw up the conversion.
Going the Distance
When planning your trip to the keys remember – Location, Location, location. ‘Waterfront’ or ‘Ocean front’ is not synonymous with ‘close to the action’.
We stayed at the gorgeous ocean front Inn at Key West without realizing 1/4 mile was a 15 minute cab ride downtown. Our cab fares averaged the same amount for a daily rental car. Best to do the math before you leave home.
Mallory square is a great place to find unique items, official Conch Republic souvenirs, and gorgeous jewelry. On Duval st you’ll be able to find fashions of all kind… for all kinds of bodies.
Once you’re done feeling sorry for yourself ‘cause you can’t have this year round you should head to Duval St and Mallory Square where you can shop, dine, and stroll to your heart’s content.
Mallory square is a great place to find unique items, official Conch Republic souvenirs, and gorgeous jewelry. On Duval st you’ll be able to find fashions of all kind… for all kinds of bodies.
If you love steak as much as I do and you either don’t like the high price tag or the huge portions order a steak salad or a flank steak appetizer. It’s served BESIDE the salad, not on it, and the portion is perfect.
Add a side of steam veggies or mashed potatoes and you’re eating like a king without mortgaging your kids.
Missed the Sunset Tour?
You now have the perfect excuse to eat at some fabulous restaurants. Many have ‘happy hour’ specials when drinks and apps are ½ price. Can you say… Yum?
So. Much. Fun.
My favorite part of the day is was parasailing. I’m afraid of heights but when that parachute lets go and the rope unravels all you feel is freedom.
It’s like floating through the air on a cloud. I was so comfortable I would have stayed up there all day if I could.
Forgotten Contact Lenses
We were brought out to the coral reef to snorkel and I chose to dive in blind for fear of my glasses ending up in the ocean. I have no idea what the reef looks like, I couldn’t see jack-sqwat, but I was told it was gorgeous.
Don’t let that stop you!
I was hell bent on parasailing so I maguyvered some holders to make sure I got the best view from the top.
Soon everyone was making holders with yellow duct tape.
The captain said it best – it takes a Canadian to come up with the best ideas.
Undead to Unclothed
Our trip coincided with Fantasy Fest – think… Mardi Gras on crack.
Upon our arrival on the island we were greeted by 10 thousand zombies and 2 police officers 400 metres from the airport entrance. Needless to say I called budget and told them the zombie apocalypse was right outside their door and we would be late returning our rental car.
Never in a million years have I imagined the words ‘If there weren’t so many zombies around I wouldn’t feel as safe’ would escape my mouth.
Flip-Flops & Flooded Streets
Some things can’t be unseen. A fella with nothing but red glitter paint on his crotch. A very old couple baring all save the world’s largest spray painted bush.
Just don’t look down, mkay? You’re welcome.
Got Wet Feet?
High Tide. Full Moon. Flooded streets.
Forget looking down to see if what you just stepped in is water or a gross mix of something else.
Looking down means you have to look back up and you’ll find yourself face-to-face with a full-frontal.
The George Clooneys of the island must have stayed home – all kinds of bodies were on display.
Your Flight Awaits
Key West is truly a magical place and I can’t wait to go back! I hope you’ve enjoyed the video (missed it? At top of page ;)) and the pictures. Armed with the best Key West travel tips you won’t find elsewhere, start planning your dream adventure. You deserve it!
Every night crowds gather at the pier for the Sunset Celebration, a nightly arts festival at Mallory Square.
Mermaids playing the yukelele, sword swallowers telling tall tales and fresh-made-right-in-front of you guacamole are just a few of the highlights well after the sun bids farewell.
Rent a bike and explore the island on your time.
This budget-friendly option means you can reach all of the attractions in Old Town within five to ten minutes. A great way to explore the island! You can also rent motorcycles and Jeeps.
With events ranging from wacky bed races, to a lighthearted sea battle featuring tall ships, the Conch Republic Independence Celebration is a 10-day birthday party showcasing the independent and eccentric spirit that characterizes Key West. The event is held every year in April.
What exactly * is * the Conch Republic? Read here for more information! I was fascinated by this little piece of history and invite you to learn more.
Marketing geniuses decided October needed a party to keep businesses afloat during the slowest season of the year.
Fantasy Fest is a 10-day party in paradise for grown-ups, held annually in October. Fun-loving revelers from around the globe bring their creativity and imaginations as they descend upon Key West each year in October for 10 days filled with costuming, parades, libations, and excitement!
Key West is rich in culture. Tour some of the many local art galleries
to experience Key West arts.
The home of Nobel Prize winner Ernest Hemingway, where he wrote many of his most notable works, is now a museum featuring some of Hemingway’s original furniture as well as artwork and his wife’s chandelier collection.
The grounds also host the descendants of Hemingway’s cats and beautiful gardens filled with Angel’s Trumpet, Hibiscus and Gardenias.
Rent a bike and explore the island on your time.
This budget-friendly option means you can reach all of the attractions in Old Town within five to ten minutes. A great way to explore the island! You can also rent motorcycles and Jeeps.
Key West is a little piece of paradise that doesn’t have to cost you a fortune.
Visiting Key West on a budget is a piece of cake, or Key lime pie. Check it out!
From a museum
featuring shipwreck salvage to one of the oldest marine mammal facilities in the world, Key West is a kid-friendly vacation destination
that is sure to create memories for the entire family.
None of the locals are locals, and as Ms Beth (one of our Sebago captains and all around awesome woman) would say people just fall in love and come back because they can’t imagine living anywhere else. I can believe it!
They weren’t kidding when they said it was the best sunset in the world.
At the table next to us at the restaurant was a woman wearing nothing but a grass skirt and artful body paint. Men were wearing what can only be described as leather nutsacks on a string and group theme costumes were all the rage.
Never mind shilling out beads for a flash – Body paint is the fabric of choice during these festivities. I’ve never seen so many Nekkid people at once before.
It appears this was the year of #KickAssRoadTrips.
First Christa & I drove to Prince Edward County for a bloggers’ retreat followed by Ann & I #KickAssRoadTrip to NYC for #BlogHer15. Ford Canada generously let us borrow the Ford Expedition for the ride.
Tee-hee. What. A. Car.
Aside from the ‘jet’ for an engine (man that thing goes fast when you’re not looking!) and amazing little details like the step that comes down, the pedestrian and other obstacle sensors, the butt-coolers (yes my friend – AC for your bum!) and more the Expedition comfortably held our gear… coming and going.
We wrote our hashtag and twitter handles on the windows with chalk markers. Which was great until we got stuck in NYC traffic and we were making enemies just by trying to follow directions.
People and cars kept coming out of nowhere. It was ridiculous. Shorlty before we arrived at our hotel we were instructed by a police officer to turn left immediately. Except the light changed 1/2 way through the intersection and out came no less than 1000 pedestrians.
Those sensors I mentioned? They work. Really well. The sound comes from the direction of the obstacle, so the car was pretty much singing at us in stereo as we were stuck in an intersection with the wide-ass of the Expedition hanging out into oncoming traffic.
Still stuck in the intersection, letting the last of the pedestrians cross as they’ll do it whether you’re moving or not…
Thankfully we manged to get through that corner and soon after reached the hotel. Ann firmly declared that * I * would be driving us out of the city.
Except we lost our parking stub and almost didn’t have a car to drive home in. We’d forgotten to wash off the chalk marker before leaving it with the valet and it ended up being what saved us. We were able to show that we had pictures of us in front of the car with the writing, and the car we were trying to take was the exact same one.
The gas tank on this beast is huge and this time we didn’t get stranded 15 minutes from home.
Florida Keys – U.S. 1 & the Overseas Highway
On our latest trip to Fort Lauderdale for TBEX we decided to take a few days and detour to Key West. This time we had Ann’s university freshman daughter with us. I’m not sure who had more stuff between the two, but one of them may or may not have had to switch things around in order to avoid airport overages. Which means one of them had over 50 lbs of stuff. Can you guess which of the two packed heavy?
Airmiles balance in tow we booked a rental car to drive from Fort Lauderdale to Key West; Airmiles balance running low we took the cheapest option, a red Ford Fiesta with all the trimmings.
It just so happens I was really tired and completely forgot to take pictures of our luggage in the car. I will say that our 3 suitcases – 2 hard-shells and 1 soft-shell – fit comfortably (if snugly) in the caboose and everyone had plenty of leg room.
I love all the safety features in the Ford lineup including BLIS, the blind-spot sensor. I usually have my mirrors set ‘just so’ that my blind spot is barely there but this was much better.
Safety features aside the Fiesta won’t save you from the zombies.
As we were driving to the airport to return said rental car we were attacked by 10,000 (yes, 10k) zombies 400 meters from the airport entrance.
Well, not… attacked per se, but we were made to turn around by a couple of laid-back officers who thought nothing of the 10,000 zombies blocking the airport.
There should be a disclosure when calling the rental company for directions that it’s Fantasy Week in Key West and * today * is the zombie bike ride. Which I told the guy when I called him back to say we’d be returning the car once the zombie apocalypse was over.
Women drive Mustangs too
We had booked the same Fiesta to return to Fort Lauderdale a few days later but upon our zombie-free arrival at the airport we were offered a $20 upgrade to a Ford convertible Mustang.
Now, I thought the Expedition was a sexy car… but nothing – nothing! – beats driving top-down in a bright yellow Mustang on the most scenic highway in America.
Oh…. WOW. What a drive. What a car. Fast. Bold. Sexy. Driving that puppy felt like I owned the road.
Except I had to fit 2 hard-shells, 1 soft-shell, 1 carry-on, 2 backpacks, 2 camera bags, 3 purses, our combined purchased treasures and 3 full grown, full size humans in a car the may as well fit in the palm of my hand – or so it felt.
Mission Accomplished. * I * am THE luggage whisperer. I can fit anything in any car. I did it in NYC 2012 with room to spare. I did it in Chicago 2013 even if I was stuck in a hobbit hole for 17 hours. And I’ve done-gone did it again.
Look at it. It’s a thing of beauty! Not a wasted space; luggage versus human Tetris at its best.
I’d thought I’d be nervous driving such a muscle car but this may have been the most comfortable drive of my life. Small car it may be the Mustang does not lack cohones. Driving down the 7 mile bridge and zipping through Miami traffic it felt as big and powerful as the Expedition, no small feat I’m sure.
The verdict: Ford cars are build for road trips
In the last decade I have road-tripped in several Ford cars. When my oldest was a baby we used my old 5-speed Ford Focus sedan. Following the birth of my 2nd child (and through my 3rd pregnancy almost to the bitter end) we had a blast in our Ford Escape SUV.
I’ve already told you about our adventures in the Ford Expedition, the Ford Fiesta, and the Ford convertible Mustang.
With absolute certainty I can tell you each and every one of these cars were build for road-trips. They were built for much more, sure, but they sure as heck made great road-trip cars.
The smaller ones may need some creativity in order to cram everything and everyone in it but it’s worth the effort.
I’m getting a tired of the van – or rather, its lack of all-wheel drive and auto-start. I have fallen in love with the Expedition we drove this summer and went online to ‘build’ my own… and came down with a small case of sticker shock. All that means is we’ll be buying used again, but hubby already knows – the Ford Expedition is our next car.
Did you know it fits 8?
My kids like to drive me bonkers by jumping like monkeys and laughing like hyenas. They growl and sneer when asked to do chores and have appetites that rival that of a bear. It’s no wonder it feels like a zoo in here!
I was skeptical when J-F suggested we take all 3 kids to the Zoo Granby – a whopping 2 1/2 hour drive away – for a fun-filled, holiday weekend Saturday, family day of f*ck. Yeah, I said it. 3 kids. 1 zoo. Thousands of opportunities for oh-shits and get-the-hell-outa-theres.
Thankfully I have these 3 secrets to surviving a day at the zoo. I accept wine and coffee as thanks 😉.
The first step in surviving a SATURDAY at the zoo? Get there before opening time to get a parking spot that is less than 10 miles from the gate. You don’t want the kids pooped before you even start the day! Remember that a zillion other parents had the same idea you did; once inside the park skip the first ‘continent’ and go straight to the 2nd section – you can always loop back at the end. It will still be busy, but your whole day will be less congested than if you spent it herding your way through with all the parents who showed up bright and early like you did.
The second step for survival when kids outnumber the adults is to bring food. Lots of food. And if your kids are a tad OCD like mine make sure every child has exactly the same thing. Our cooler – which we put in the wagon’s ‘cargo hold’ area – had exactly 3 of everything for the kids. Apples, drinkable yogourt, granola bars, nutri-grain bars, water bottle and juice box. We also had 1 loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter. We did buy them a treat mid-way but I wanted to save our spending money for the fun things, like camel and train rides.
Lastly, bring a wagon. Any wagon. I don’t care how old your kids are. Ours (a folding number from On The Edge Marketing) held water, food, extra kid’s underwear & pants, diapers, wipes, a light blanket, a neck pillow and from time to time a napping toddler or a tired preschooler. Trust me, you don’t want to be carrying a 40lb tired toddler half way across the zoo.
We ended up having a terrific day. As you can see from the pictures below everyone had a great time – mostly. Though I will admit to reaching for the wine bottle when we got home I have to say the day was a success thanks to my 3 secrets to surviving a day at the zoo.
What are your tips for surviving family outings? Check out the image gallery below then comment with your suggestions!
Have you flown recently? With or without an airplane it can get kind of awkward.
I’ve had to chance to travel a lot for business in the past few years and I’ve developed my own little system for traveling ‘comfy’. It’s not perfect, and it doesn’t always work out – but happy flying 90% of the time I’ll take any day!
Check out this article from Christopher Elliott, editor at large for National Geographic Traveler, where I shared with him my travel tips for keeping air rage at bay in tight quarters.
I’ve been to the Big Apple before but this time it felt like a new experience. For one, I wasn’t a million years pregnant. Let’s just say I saw WAY more than I did in 2012 even though our schedule was beyond jam packed.
I had tickets to 4 different events, two of which were overlapping conferences. Normally I wouldn’t have had time to explore at all but knowing this would be an issue I came prepared: I purchased a VIP ticket to #BBNYC which included a choice of several experiences on the Wednesday afternoon, something I looked forward to with fervor.
I’m a big fan of tours but The Ride NYC is like nothing you’ve seen before. Stadium-style seating, floor-to-ceiling windows, and an unparalleled view of the city. With lights and sounds reminiscent of old Cash Cab episodes and seasoned entertainers you are guaranteed some laughs, lots of oohs and aahhhs, and some fun surprises thrown in the mix.
In the air conditioned greatness of the bus I got to take in some great sights.
I also got to take great pictures of a few landmarks from interesting angles.
Beyond our two great hosts we were treated to little extras along the way. The first surprise was a dancing banker – vaudeville-style.
We were serenaded, attended a jazz concert, and went to the ballet – all without leaving the bus. We even got to see some spectacular break dancing.
We may have all broken into song and our lovely host – who reminds me so much of Anne Hathaway – gave us a stunning rendition of ‘All by myself’.
Some people think tours are tacky and for old people but I guarantee this one is unlike any other you’ve ever seen. The Ride NYC has several routes you can choose from and they are worth every penny.
Enjoy your stay in the Big Apple, and get on The Ride! You won’t regret it 😉
My name is Angele and I am a conference junkie. And a MOM of 3
Your body changes after kids; it’s different. Not better, not worse – just… Different.
That being said I still like to look good when I leave the comfort of my home office pj’s. I have to take into account the wider hips, the permanent belly-smile-with-old-man-belly-flap that’s right at my bikini line, and ‘The Ladies’. Practical pieces are a must – specially in footwear – and all things undergarment must still find a way to be sexy AND comfortable.
I refuse to look matronly, but I’m not 20 anymore if you get my drift.
My style has evolved over the years, but I’ve always packed light; Unless I’m going to BlogHer, Blogger Bash, Type-A Parent, or other conference where there’s a guarantee I’ll need extra space to bring back swag. In those cases, I bring an empty suitcase with me 😉
So what does one bring to a conference?
I’ve put together my Top 20 List of things that end up in my bags while traveling to a conference. Ready?
Style Guide for the Conference Junkie Mom Top 20 Must-Haves
1. Find pieces that flatter your body in fabrics that breathe.
This jumper from Reitman’s (or Smart Set, if you’re in the US) is really cute and looks great on. I was surprised at how well it fit until I realized it came in Petite! On my 5’2″ frame this was absolutely perfect.
2. An over-sized t-shirt can be dressed up or down.
Pair with shorts and flip flops to go shopping or with leggings and cute flats for an afternoon of breakout sessions.
3. It won’t be all business, all the time.
Remember to pack casual pieces that go a long way like these cute denim shorts from Reitmans and black leggings.
4. Session rooms and outdoor parties can get chilly.
Come prepared with cardigan or scarf that will match your outfit.
5. Your (not so little) little black dress.
A great dress in a wrinkle-free fabric will serve you well. Easy to roll up into your suitcase and pairs great with a cardigan or a pashmina.
6. Don’t forget you can still be fun and flirty!
This ‘cold shoulder’ top by Michael Kors looks fantastic on and pairs well with jeans or leggings.
7. Jeans! The best, most comfortable pair you own.
Cause lets face it you won’t have time to wear all 36 pairs. Just bring one (OK 2 – if you insist) that make your ass look fantastic and allows you to breathe.
8. The makeup bag. The small, pared-down version of your makeup bag.
Concealer – Mineral Lights, Caryl Baker Visage; High Brow & Gimme Brow by Benefit, Sephora. Mascara – DiorShow, Sephora. Tinted Brow Gel – Anastasia Beverly Hills, Sephora.
Add a great lip stain – I love the Smashbox longwear lip lacquer – and some light gloss and you’re all set to look fresh and natural.
9. Fantabulous sunglasses.
I’m bringing the DVF glasses I won in the BlogHer’12 Eyeconic challenge. I do wish they would bring this promo back – It was a lot of fun and I absolutely LOVE those glasses.
10. A bright Pasmina.
Fits in your bag and very versatile. Conference rooms get chilly with the A/C, and sometimes you just need that extra little bit of coverage.
11. Stand out from the crowd with a great badge holder that doubles as awesome jewelry.
It’s not like you can go anywhere without your badge… may as well look good while at it, right? I found this one on Ebay. The seller graciously switched out the ring for a lobster clasp which will easily hook onto my badge. Her creations are amazing and fun – check out her pinterest board!
12. Cute flats, like these Jeffrey Campbell ‘At Hashtag’ shoes I got from Revolve Clothing.
An easy way to add a punch of wow to your outfit without breaking your back.
13. A well-fitted, right-sized, convertible bra.
My favorite is the Wacoal Red Carpet Strapless Underwire Bra. It holds’em up and doesn’t go anywhere – and I can choose to put the straps on if I want. Bonus: it comes in my size, 36H. I always feel confident the ladies will stay where they need to, and I don’t have to deal with straps digging into my shoulders.
14. Underpants that go the distance.
Remember the belly perma-smile I mentioned before? Well these ‘boy’ shorts from La Vie en Rose are perfect. They look great on, and the panty covers the entire old-man-flap so I don’t end up with weird bits poking through the sides. No one needs bikini muffin-sides. Trust me. It doesn’t hurt that your ass will look fantastic in these :).
15. Simple jewelry that will make you feel fabulous.
This coral enamel bangle bracelet from Fossil looks great on, and I love how the enamel feels against my skin.
16. An alternative to shoes for parties and the expo hall.
I hate wearing shoes, and sometime around day 1.5 my feet start to really swell up. I relieve them by wearing Slippys Original socks around the hotel and conference area. They are super cute, and no one is really looking at your feet.
Travel tip: These are great to change into once you get on the plane. Just slip your shoes into your carry-on and enjoy!
17. Waist nippers and such.
I’m not a fan of spanx-type shapewear. On my round-ish tummy all that smoothing just makes me look like I have a nice, tight, pregnant belly. Instead I prefer waist nippers like the Maidenform Easy Up and the Maidenform Flexees Waist Nipper. These really ‘suck you in’ in the tummy area and stay put all day. Great for any form fitting outfit, but also when you’re feeling all bloated and hormonal.
18. Feminine Wipes & Panty Liners.
Keep your lady-bits fresh all day. You’ve had a few kids so the chance you can laugh without tears coming down your legs are slim to none. Need I say more? Oh, and neither will help you not piss your pants but at least you’ll stay dry and smell nice.
19. Breath Spray
There will be food. Lots of food. Foods of all kinds. Come prepared with breath spray and spare your neighbors.
20. YOU, in all your awesome glory
Cause really, that’s all the matters right? Let us get to know the awesome that is you – be it quirky, weird, different, whatever. We’re all a bunch of coo-coos anyways, so you’ll fit right in 😉
What are your must-have items? Any tips you want to share?
It’s a beautiful summer afternoon on the boardwalk. You lean against the railing in this rare moment of peace and gently close your eyes; you turn your face up to the sun letting its rays warm your cheeks.
Father and son enjoy a spirited debate over a game of giant lawn chess. Bystanders chime in from the sidelines as a crowd gathers; everyone has a winning war strategy. A group of high school juniors play bocce ball; you smile, reminiscent, as a lad and his date flirt like – well, like teenagers!
A family is enjoying a picnic on the lawn chairs; large hammocks play host to a varied crowd. A couple whispers sweet nothings while snuggling; a young woman is enjoying a novel.
You imagine yourself lying there, listening to the rustling of leaves as the wind carries voices of children at play, the nearby fountain a refreshing backdrop to a bird’s song.
How easy it would be to just close your eyes for a minute, sinfully drifting towards the ultimate guilty pleasure, an afternoon slumber.
Fitting, that the city of brotherly love would give us a repose from our hectic lives; a place where class, race, and politics are forgotten; a place to find your community once again.
Welcome to Harbor Park, Philadelphia. Stay a while, won’t you?
“Sorry, I’ll be in Vegas for business that weekend…”
Sounds glamorous, doesn’t it? Like some highfalutin’, high-rollin’, big-world exec. HA!
Funny. But not quite.
As a speaker at the Type-A Vegas Bootcamp I have a room booked at the Paris Las Vegas, my hair looks good – for now – and by some airline miracle missing my flight is the only reason I land in Vegas before the conference is over.
Traveling for business can be fun but it’s far from glamorous, specially on your own dime. Whether you’re traveling for business, pleasure, or both here are my tips for traveling alone to Las Vegas – or anywhere else for that matter.
Tip # 1 – Bring DOUBLE the emergency cash you feel is reasonable.
My flight leaves at 7 am. Snow flurries turn into a blizzard, my cab driver is very late, and I get to the airport just before the checked bags cutoff time. Except I no longer have my wallet. Because it’s at home, in the snow. With my passport and credit cards.
$90 later I’ve been driven to the airport, home, and back again. I arrive in time to hear the boarding call and approach the ticket counter in tears.
I’m hoping to get on the 8 am flight ’cause if I don’t get on this one I’m not in Vegas before midnight. The flight I missed is on its way BACK to the airport for technical issues and I’m starting to feel relieved – that could have been me.
After much back and forth they’ve confirmed the solo missing passenger has not entered the building and 2 minutes before the doors shut the attendant & I are running down the ramp, shoes & bags in hands. Huffing and puffing I make my way to my seat, relieved that – at least for now – I’ll arrive by mid-afternoon.
I haven’t left the ground and already I’ve blown through a quarter of my ‘emergency money‘. You never know what can happen so being extra prepared is never a bad thing.
Tip #2 – Don’t make funny with Security
You’re travelling alone. You haven’t checked any bags. You’re flying back in a few days. You’re sporting stylishly comfortable clothes with no belt, you’ve got flip-flops on your feet, and you’ve left your bulky parka at home. You’ve yet to hear screaming banshees that belong to you so you’re in a rather perky mood on this fine, frigid, early morning.
One would think this screams ‘Seasoned Traveler’; you are, after all, scoring A+ on the efficiency scale. No messing around with shoe laces and belts while going through security. No waiting for luggage once you land and definitely no carrying around bulky winter gear you won’t need for days.
TSA staff are a breed of their own. Unnaturally friendly lone traveler with few belongings, no checked luggage, and a laptop-that’s-not-a-tablet-that’s-not-a-laptop like the Surface Pro 3 apparently screams ‘Terrorist’.
You may be in a good mood, you may be super efficient, but those TSA agents will not crack a smile. The more you try to be friendly, the more you’ll be grilled. Keep the commentary to nada and know where the hell you’re going & why – this is NOT the time to get mommy brain. Once – and only once – you’ve passed the normal citizen test you’re free to smile & wish them a great day – they don’t get much of that.
Tip #3 – Don’t be afraid to explore
Just because you’re travelling alone doesn’t mean you have to stay in the hotel! Go exploring, see the sights, just remember some basic security common-sense.
Always have a charged cell phone, some cash (as in bills & coins, not just a credit card), and stick to well populated areas. I’ve gone searching for steak with a friend at 11pm in Time Squares, explored the night lights in Vegas and toured San Francisco on my own.
Wear comfortable shoes you could run in if you had to, be aware of your surroundings, and avoid the ghetto. Oh – and have fun!!!! Who knows when you’ll be back?
Tip #4 – You don’t have to buy ALL the souvenirs
I know. Everything looks awesome. Your husband would appreciate the humour in a gag item so outrageous you have to buy. Those tutus & t-shirts would look great on your girls. Your best friend would love the statue of David replica.
Take pictures! The funny, the awful, the absurd – and share them with your loved ones. Let them appreciate the humour without making them feel like they have to wear the ‘Tower of Love’ boxers.
Buy a few meaningful pieces – I picked up a Venus De Milo replica at Caesar’s Palace and an Eiffel Tower wine glass at the Paris Las Vegas. I followed my tradition of buying a local Christmas ornament and picked up dice suckers and fuzzy pens for the girls. I kept it simple but took LOTS of pictures of the wonderful finds I really couldn’t bring home.
Tip #5 – Indulge a little
Visiting new cities you sometimes find one of a kind items. I found this Predire Paris mask in one of the shops. Though it sells for way more than I would pay for a full-on wardrobe makeover the lady sold it to me for $40. I need so little of this product it will last a very long time. I absolutely love it, and if it wasn’t for the price-point I’d tell you to go buy it. If you happen to be going to Vegas, would you mind picking me up some? Message me, we’ll talk 😉.
Google is your best friend. Want to make sure you’re really getting a ‘special deal’? Do a quick search on your phone and decide if it’s worth it or not.
As women, wives, moms… we rarely get time for ourselves. If you find yourself alone in a strange city for a few days, make the most of it.
Squeeze in a once-in-a-lifetime experience, go shopping, get pampered, and enjoy being in your own company.
And who knows? Maybe you’ll even remember what makes you so awesome.
Traveled alone? Want to? Let’s talk!
I hate ordering the ‘perfect‘ meal at a nice restaurant only to end up paying a fortune for something I barely touched.
I’m so over it, to be honest. I once asked if I could order off the kids’ menu because the portion was reasonable and HELLO $10.
The snooty waitress ‘reminded‘ me that kids menus were for the 12 and under crowd. Thanks.
I’ve discovered that it’s not what you ask, but how you ask it.
If you say ‘can I order off the kids’ menu‘ it’s an immediate no.
If you say ‘I don’t care how much you charge me but THIS is the portion I want’ you’ll get the kids meal item at the kids meal price – just without juice and desert.
I went to dinner with friends last night and was hungry for steak. I had a 6oz New York Striploin with mashed potatoes and veggies…. and it cost me $10.99.
I didn’t over eat, and I didn’t spend a fortune.
Do you have tricks for easier and / or cheaper eating out? Less here your restaurant hack!
Once again my career took me on the road. My mission? Find 1 ‘once-in-a-lifetime’ opportunity and make the most of my 1 day of visiting. You may remember I did the same thing in San Francisco last fall.
Though I was in Philly for the SITS Girls Women Get Social conference I decided that a small detour to Camden NJ was in order. Why Camden? Wasn’t I getting enough love from Philly? Sure – but Camden has Adventure Aquarium.
As in – come swim with the sharks and paint with penguins Adventure Aquarium. So I did what any sane blogger would do and got myself a media pass which covered my parking and general admission. Nothing was going to keep me away from the sharks and the penguins.
Of course by the time I got everything sorted out the shark tank was full but I managed to get a ticket to go paint with penguins. The cost of an experience can be a little steep compared to general admission but if you love penguins (or sharks, turtles, etc…) it’s worth every last penny you’ll put down.
I’m glad I had time to explore as I really wanted to spend some time in Hypo Haven, the Jules Verne Gallery, and Shark Realm. I would have LOVED to also visit the turtles but there are only so many minutes in one hour. Wide-eyed and elated after going through the shark tunnel I moseyed on over to guest services where a cute cabana boy whisked me away to South Africa.
Actually, that didn’t happen but wouldn’t it be nice? I did, however, meet 2 wonderful handlers who brought us to meet the locals. I’ve always loved penguins. Now I know why. They are cute, they have personality, and they (mostly) love 2-legged creatures.
My artist groomed me, kissed me, and generally played nice with this human thing that was willing to give it all its attention. This particular penguin was new to the arts and must have been sporting some sort of performance anxiety – it was, after all, her first time painting in an experience. She handled it like pro though and you could tell she was having a blast. She may have stolen a piece of my heart back there.
Every time I come home I tell J-F we have to go back as a family cause wherever I just came from is so so cool. But its true! There are hidden gems in every city and it’s my mission to find them for you!
That’s how I like to be. I’m in flip flops from March to November and if I can swing it sock-less as much as possible throughout the winter.
My feet sweat. A lot. Have you tried finding cotton socks these days? Unless I want to spend $20 / pair – which I won’t because hubby steals my black socks; something about them being thinner and softer than men’s socks – I have to shop the Walmart / Target express.
Yeah. You’re funny. The most ‘cotton feeling’ pair they had was 72% Polyester, 24% Nylon, and 4% RUBBER.
That’s right folks! Socks are now made of plastic, stretchy plastic, and FUCKING TIRES!!!!
So. No socks for me.
As you can imagine (or, try not too – the visual is quite disturbing) my feet look like shit. I can’t afford weekly pedicures so I’ve tried the DIY approach and bought those nifty scaly-feet-scary-razors like they have in salons.
My feet looked like they were attacked by Edward ScissorHands, there was blood everywhere, and needless to say the end result was NOT sexy.
Fear not, friend,fear not. *I* have experimented for you, and here’s the absolute best pedicure hack I can come up with. And no one needs to know 😉
Take a plain old razor – preferably with a new blade – and shave off those corns and calluses as you would your wooky-like legs. I like the one pictured above but any razor will do. Bonus, if your husband is pissing you off this week, use his!
Follow up with some lotion and voila! Instant soft feet that didn’t cost you your firstborn. You’re welcome.
Do you have any DIY pedicure horror stories? Let’s here’em.
I can’t write.
There. I said it. Well…. I wrote it. Which totally mitigates my point.
But still – I can’t write! I came home from and inspiring weekend at BlogHer amongst amazing women feeling rejuvenated and excited to write.
And yet…. I’ve been sitting with this draft open for 25 minutes, failing to complete a sentence. So I guess I’m going to write about not being able to write. Oh dear God I’m starting to sound like the Bloggess. (Maybe that’s not such a bad thing after all.)
It was so much easier when I was 6 years old and forced to play out my stories with 3 Barbies, an imaginary Ken, and 2 killer 80’s outfits (there was always 1 naked Barbie, hiding out under the couch with the Imaginary Ken).
At 8 I acted out all sorts of stories with my dolls and cabbage patch kids. In the dark. Cause I was supposed to be sleeping. At one point the playpen left in my room became a Barre even though the only ballet I knew came from my vivid imagination. Think interpretive dance meets Kimmy Kibler. Not kidding.
At 12 I had conversations in my head I was too shy to have out loud with real people. In high school I just poured out my creative energy on stage. I didn’t exactly belong with the cool kids, but on stage? On stage I was a waitress, a clown in love, a reporter of sorts, a fiancee, a neighbor… On stage I belonged.
Did I write? Sure. There were many essays and independent studies, one-liners to collaborate on, and many a note craftily folded and surreptitiously passed on.
At 30 something the only play I want to see involves little people picking up their shit and garbage miraculously making their way to the curb. The masses appreciate my cooking and thank me for it at every meal. Sunshine and lollipops y’all.
Blogging the funnies of every day life proved an unwelcome challenge this week. What the fuck do I write?
Does anemia suck the funny out of your bones or just the life out of your blood? Did I bite my tongue once too many times and swallow my mojo?
So fair warning to all, maybe this week I won’t bite my tongue. Or maybe I will. So just save yourself the suspense and stick it where the sun don’t shine? No offense mind you – I just want my mojo back.
Golden Gate Bridge – No filter, taken with iPhone in October 2013
I’ve adopted so many bathroom stalls in my lifetime I’m like the Angelina Jolie of public restrooms. I’m sure I can manage to look hot and wholesome in one fell swoop, and apart from the height difference we’re practically twins right? ….right? So maybe I have a bit more cellulite than she does, and maybe the boobage isn’t quite so perky.
BUT! She has big lips… I have big lips. She has luscious long locks… I have frizzy, curly, brown ones that I can totally rock out if I tried. She’s been known to carry her ex’s blood around her neck and I’m – well – I’ve always been just a little bit weird. Somehow we both managed to get laid and even landed husbands! So we’re totally twins… but I digress.
Going into a new restroom is like speed-dating for toilets, creating a list of maybes, possiblys, hell-nos, and a few good ones. The Chosen One will be clean, well-stocked, preferably near the back end of the restroom, and bonus points if the handicap stall fits the bill (if only for the extra breathing room). Sinks get the same once-over.
And just like that, I’ve added another notch on the restroom belt.
Every school, every restaurant, every hotel – heck even the darn Walmart has a nature call favorite; a ‘one-minute-stand’ if you will. Like a drunk-dialed booty call I gravitate to the same stall every. single. time I use this restroom. If said stall is occupied I end up leaving with naught but a modicum of dignity, having called on a sub-par ‘C-List’ stall.
The restroom by the high school cafeteria was 1st stall; in the history hallway … 3rd one in. The mall – last one at the end; same for train station and Walmart. Middle stall at Lonestar. Casino – 2nd on the right or last on the left. This last conference? 3rd from the end. I could go on but it might get a little personal – so I’ll spare you. You’re welcome.
She collects babies like they’re the newest WebKinz; I collect porcelain bassins not unlike a gaggle of drunk sorority sisters. A map depicting her humanitarian efforts would make a great ‘Where In The World is Carmen San Diego’ episode, while searching for blackheads on the landscape of my enlarged pores is like a Where’s Waldo gone bad.
See? Practically twins. We may as well have been born holding hands.
I’ve travelled a lot for business for in the last few years it’s always the same – get in, get out, and next thing you know you’ve haven’t seen more than the few blocks surrounding your hotel… If you’re lucky!
Last week I spoke at a conference and decided to stay an extra day to see the sights. I was in San Francisco. I’d never been and didn’t know when I would be back. Also, I’m a huge Full House fan, and who doesn’t remember the opening scenes of that show?
But how do you pack a whole city in one day? Where do you go? What do you see? I decided to challenge myself, ‘around the world in 80 days’ style, and see how much I could get done while not going completely mad.
Oh and by the way, I was touring the city alone.
Yeah you heard me. A woman. Alone. In a foreign (ish?) country where horrific mass shootings are sadly becoming the norm; in a state known for really bad earthquakes. My worst nightmares had me stuck at the bottom of a rumbling pile of rocks and no one would find out I was missing until the next day. I watch too many cop shows.
When Grey Line of San Francisco heard about my mission (insert theme song from ‘Chuck’) they let me hop on their Ultimate City Tour and Bay Cruise.
WOW! I ended up taking the early tour, then visiting the pier for a while before doing the cruise, followed by more walking and a mad dash to the airport.
Tours are the ultimate sampling menus.
Not only did I get to see most of the major sites, I also found out a bunch of nifty facts and local lore I wouldn’t have discovered if I were on my own. When I go back, I know exactly which areas I want to explore. The tour guide was funny, I got to take many amazing pictures (see the slideshow below) and I met some interesting people. If I’d had more time I knew exactly what I wanted to order from the full menu.
Also, I felt safe.
California has Welcome Centres in major urban areas!
When I heard about this I was ecstatic. Though my day was already planned, welcome centres offer many other services. For a small fee I was able to leave my luggage for the day in a secure area… A bonus since I’d already check out of the hotel and my carry-on was becoming a problem.
I’m sure most states have them, and I know in Canada the major cities have tourist information centres and welcome areas. Check them out – it could make the difference between a great day and an awesome day.
You can’t buy a swimsuit in California…
Well… Maybe you can, but I had terrible luck. It was cold in San Francisco, but the hotel had a heated pool and I was tempted. 5 stores later I’d found bikini tops…. and nothing else. Needless to say I didn’t buy one, but I did post a comment to my Facebook page. My friend Meghan? She’s a funny girl:
Relax and enjoy the ride!
I started the day with a tight schedule and that flew out the window when I woke up 2 hours late. All I knew is I had to make it to the bus on time, and at some point take the cruise. It would appear one can’t just snap one’s fingers, yell ‘Garcon!’ and expect a boat to appear. But otherwise? I stuck to the touristy area, taking free shuttles when I could, and enjoyed the sunshine on my nose.
Avoid public restrooms and hot dog stands.
If you don’t head this advice, the latter and former go hand in hand. Trust me.
Make memories, not just great pictures.
I enjoy photography as much as the next camera geek – see the slide show – but don’t fall for the ‘click-click-we’ll-see-the-landmark-in-the-pictures’ mentality. At several look-outs and stops I saw so many people taking loads and loads of pictures of themselves with the landmark. No one was taking the time to appreciate the beauty and grandness of the sights. Do you really want to remember your trip as a series of poses? Not me. I’ll admit to a total of 3 selfies, but otherwise I filled my camera (and phone…) with the sights that impressed me. I sat down on a bench with a coffee and people watched for 10 minutes. I had a conversation with the sax player on the corner who made an old lady dance to ‘Blurred Lines’. I’m sure that woman would be scandalized if she knew what she was dancing to, and the thought made me smile.
The tour was great for this. We had about 20-30 minutes at each stop to take in the sights as well as use the facilities and indulge in our need to memorialize our faces in front of large monuments.
Its not always about the new roller coaster
As with the Time Squares NYE Ball debacle I had a must see on this tour – the Golden Gate Park and the house from the opening credits of Full House. Our guide didn’t disappoint. We’re not allowed out of the bus anymore – the guy who owns the house is tired of people showing up at his door looking for the Olsen Twins – but he did drive by r-e-a-l slow for me.
Don’t be afraid to tell your guide if there’s something on the tour that’s really important to you. By that point I’d made a few funnies and there was a feeling of camaraderie on the bus. No one minded the extra 45 seconds it took to drive in front of those houses and the only thing that would have made it better for me was if John Stamos was leaning against the rail in those tight leather pants, flashing those pearly whites and offering me a ride on his motorcycle…
Focus! So. Not about the biggest roller coaster. Its your trip after all – make the most of it!
Roll with the waves
If your destination has a waterfront and offers 1 to 3 hour cruises – TAKE IT! Not only is the view fantastic and picture perfect, but again you’ll get a bit more history about the wonderful sight’s you’re seeing. I really can’t say enough about these – I’ve done them in my home town too, and its a great way to put your feet up for an hour and still manage to see some sights. Pack a lunch – or pick something up on the way – and when you’re done you’ll still have plenty of time left to get those few souvenirs.
I had 8 hours to enjoy the city. I have no regrets and look forward to going back there with my family one day. Definitely schedule San Francisco Tours if you can squeeze it in. It’s a great primer to your vacation if you’re staying a few days or longer, and if you only have a day you’ll leave knowing that though you may not have experienced it all, you definitely saw the great stuff to see.
How about you? What are your best tips for braving the big city on your own? Let’s talk 🙂
Today, JF leaves for his annual fishing trip with the boys – a.k.a. his work buddies. I usually don’t mind – after all, I’m gone a lot more than he is – but I’m looking at the calendar for the month to come and I’m just a little bit scared.
Here’s what it looks like:
Him – Fishing for 4 days. Lots of beer, too much sun, and enough bodily sounds to scare away the butchiest of women. (editor’s note: they only caught 1 fish… and they threw it back it, too small)
Me – 4 days for BlissDom Canada, where I’m a community leader and a speaker. It should be fantastic, but I know I’ll be exhausted when I come back.
Him – 12 hours after I come back from BlissDom he leaves for a 9 DAY “hunting” trip. Snicker. You see, he doesn’t have a licence, he doesn’t have a gun, and he never goes out for walks. Essentially he’s going on a very, very, long 9-day hike. Because his buddy doesn’t want to be alone in the woods for 9 WHOLE DAYS. I can’t wait to hear the stories.
We’re rounding off the month with my trip to San Francisco where I’ll be speaking at BlogHer PRO. I may take an extra day to visit and tour the city, a la ‘around the world in 80 days’; I’ll be cramming as much as I can in that one day.
Add in 2 birthdays, thanksgiving, school activities, and somehow I have to find time to meet with clients and get work done. So not a crazy month at all, right? right???
I’m sure by now you’re all sick of hearing about #Blogher13, so lets talk about the drive home, shall we?
First of all, a 12 hour drive is never 12 hours. Be prepared for ANYTHING.
The Keurig will blow a fuze in the car – Don’t even try it.
I love coffee. I’m going on a very long drive. I don’t want to have to stop every 2 hours for coffee so I can stay awake. Since I have one of those nifty power inverter thingies – you know, it plugs into the lighter and gives you 2 3-prong outlets to power whatever you need on the road?
Yeah. ” Whatever you need on the road” minus the Keurig. I blew 2 fuses, ’cause I wasn’t convinced after the 1st one blew. New fuse? $4. Time lost finding a Canadian Tire and figuring out which fuse needs to be switched out? 1/2 hour. At least we had decent coffee in the hotel room.
The GPS doesn’t like heavy urban areas.
You don’t want to be ‘Searching for a Satellite” while lost in the ghetto at 3 am. Bring a back up map. This happened. When we arrived in Chicago, and when we left. Also in NYC last year for #blogher12. You’d think we would have learned by now… Time lost: another 1/2 hour. Le sigh…
Don’t drive a tiny-ass car. Take the van.
Swag. Need I say more? “The car is more efficient on gas! Sure, we can all squeeze in there!”
Do as I say, not as I do. Check out this picture. In case you’re wondering, that’s the tiny spot I had to squeeze myself in. My big arse in a tiny-ass car. Take the van.
Do not order a bean burrito at the start of the road trip.
Or… anytime during a road trip. I’m sure it wasn’t me – couldn’t have been, I swear! – but ducks were quacking in the seat and it smelled like someone’s cat died in our luggage. Have the apple; no need to thank me, you’re welcome.
Do NOT pick up hitchhikers near Thumb Correctional Facility in Michigan.
Don’t pick up hitchhikers – ever – but specially in Michigan near the border. Huge sign on the road – wonder how many escapees before they renamed the place ‘Thumb’ ?
Let’s just say we made sure the doors were locked. We may have also shared some campfire horror stories involving hitchhikers. Don’t do that either.
Don’t let Ann find the exit.
It’s not going to happen.
Always check the gas when going for pee breaks.
We switched around 3 am as I didn’t want to fall asleep on the road; for some reason I didn’t have the steady supply of caffeine I had counted on.
We still had a 1/4 tank of gas. I promptly slumbered in my hobbit hole at the back and woke up to Jen & Ann screaming we had no gas.
Not all pit stops are created equal.
Jen managed to get us off the 416 and into the lot of a service station. A huge feat considering we were running on fumes, about 15 minutes away from home. Lucky for us, this gas station was in a rural area and only opened at 9am. It was currently 5 am.
As any self-respecting blogger would, we took to Twitter with the #3strandedbloggers tag.
And then some of us had to pee… #3strandedbloggerspeeinginabush
“Careful what you wipe with when peeing in the bush – Seriously, don’t pass up the toilet paper swag #3strandedbloggerspeeinginabush”
It was late. We were exhausted. Hilarity set in.
“3 stranded bloggers, peeing in a bush. Mama called the doctor and the doctor said: No more bloggers, peeing in a bush!”
Pump in the car if you must – but don’t forget to empty the pump.
Better yet, don’t leave it in your bag while driving on bumpy roads. I reached into my bag to grab my toilet paper swag… and found that everything was wet. The breast pump gleamed like an empty beacon, right beside the kitchen sink near the HAZMAT suit. I packed just about everything in that bag. Just about everything was now soaked in milk. MOO.
Beware of cracked-out tow truck drivers.
Yay for road-side assistance, Boo for craked-out tow truck drivers. Guy showed up an hour later and after a few shakes of a lamb’s tail announced we SHOULD have enough to get to the next gas station and ran off before finding out if the car started up or not.
” #3strandedbloggers will trade lube for gas” ~ @shoeboxbegone
Don’t bribe a police office with lube
With Trojan being an expo hall sponsor we had about 8 bottles of lube in the car. Apparently a lone car in a deserted gas station at 6am is slightly suspicious, so a kind officer stopped by to see if we were OK. I’m not saying we tried to make funny with him. Okay, we tried to make funny with him.
Thankfully he had a great sense of humour – and a kind spirit – and helped us out.
“Ann misses the exit again – in her hometown. #kickassroadtrip #3strandedbloggers” ~ @shoeboxbegone
The most exciting 2 hours of this trip happened 5 minutes from home.
Next year I’m flying.
*** Thanks to @annbac9 & @genuinejen for helping me come up with a list of ‘don’t’ during our #3strandedbloggers adventure!***
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You’ve picked a destination and decided it was time for a vacation. What’s next? Here are my Niagara Falls Survival Tips.
Choose your dates wisely
We went in May because kids were still in school and the crowds wouldn’t be as bad. Also, we went on a weekday. If you get overwhelmed in large crowds avoid long weekends. If you’re on a budget travel during the week. Be strategic, it will pay off.
Choose your venue wisely
We chose the Comfort Inn Clifton Hill. It was comfortable, clean, and the staff was amazing. Breakfast was included with our stay, there’s a nice big pool, and a Kelsey’s attached to it.
More importantly, it was within walking distance of almost everything we wanted to do. The only time we took the van was to go to Marineland. We walked on the hill, walked to the falls, hopped the WEGO from there – it was great. Thank goodness too because we not only had 6 people to fit in the van but also a scooter and a double stroller. Bonus, we didn’t spend our week looking for parking.
Road tripping? Don’t overstuff the car!
Many cities have baby gear rental businesses and most hotels have basics like playpens and cribs. Don’t spend 6 hours in the car wedged between a car seat and a double stroller, and don’t try to navigate narrow airplane aisles with the limo on wheels. Rent what you can and arrange for pick up and delivery to your hotel. We rented a double-stroller from Baby Travels and it cost us $50 for the week. It was dropped off at the hotel and picked up there as well. Worth every penny!
Bring as many adults (or capable teens) as you have small children, specially when there are gender and age differences. Makes it easier to split up when each child wants or needs something different. If you have 3 or more kids, consider paying the way for a grandparent, and older niece or nephew, or hire a local babysitter for the week. They get a trip and you get an extra set of hands.
Plan ahead. Find out what there is to do, choose what you want to do, figure out the budget, and stick (mostly) to that list. Once you know what you want to do you can find the best deals and plan out an itinerary for the family.
Kids get tired, big people get cranky, and no one has fun when you’re rushing around. We stayed 3 nights instead of 2 so we could sleep in if we wanted to. It also allowed for extra flexibility as we were road-tripping AND the weatherman was forecasting doom and gloom for the whole week. Ends up the weather was perfect but I was glad we had that extra time to shuffle things around.
Kids will be kids
And kids will get hungry. Plan ahead and pack some snacks for each day. Having healthy food handy squashes the cravings and the whining that follows cause you’re stuck in a lineup for the ride and everyone decided they were hungry.
Have fun. Laugh. It will be over soon. I promise 😉
Bring a bottle of wine. There are openers and glasses at the hotel. Have a glass after the kids are in bed. You’re welcome.
What are you best travel survival tips? Please share in the comments below!
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This is my roundup of the best things to do in Niagara Falls. Information and pricing can be found through the Niagara Falls Tourism website.
Niagara Falls is more than ‘just’ the falls.
The falls are great, but you can’t spend the whole week on the Maid of the Mist. Thankfully there’s plenty to do.
In the heart of it all is Clifton Hill.
That’s where you have the big Skywheel, the dinosaur and glow in the dark mini-put, all the Ripley’s stuff and the Guiness World of Records stuff. There’s also a few different wax museums.
What I loved about the Hill is that most places had this ‘open air / outdoor market’ feel at the front and you could buy tickets to see more. Our first tour of Clifton Hill we didn’t actually go into any of the attractions – we just experienced what was right there in front of us and the front-end of the attractions! Ice cream shops, fudge, souvenirs, games… The whole thing has a carnival feel and it’s all been cleverly built into the landscape of the hill.
The falls are great, and there’s plenty to do and see there as well. My kids wouldn’t do the white water walk and the journey behind the falls would be too complicated with the stroller but with older children this is definitely a great choice. And who can forget the Maid of the Mist? You might think it’s just a boat and some water – but it’s not. Its experiencing in ‘live HD’ the forces of nature. It’s an experience you won’t soon forget and is worth getting a little wet for.
The best view of the falls – We almost went on this but by the time Date Night rolled around we were too exhausted. Our hotel had special pricing tickets available and it was about 50% off! Definitely worth it.
Botanical gardens, butterfly conservatories, flower clocks, walking trails – A few minutes on the WEGO and you’re there. The kids will love the opportunity to run wild and spend some pent up energy and you’ll enjoy the tranquility of the parks.
Upscale restaurants, the Fallsview Casino, higher-end hotels… If you want to indulge, this is the place to do it!
If you love to shop this is the place to do it! Factory outlets, boutiques, originals… you name it!
Marineland, Safari Niagara, Waterparks – something for everyone! Bring sunscreen and enjoy the attractions and unique experiences!
I’ve had these tickets for a private wine tour for ages but we never seem to get around to it. Last year I was pregnant so we cancelled our trip, and this year we didn’t have time! A short drive away you’ll find some of Ontario’s finest wineries. Many offer free tours, with deluxe / private tasting tours available. Cheers!
Whatever your tastes, whatever you decide – there’s something for everyone. Check out my survival guide in the next tab for smooth (er) traveling with kids!
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They’re all in the car looking at me through the windows as I check out of our pre-paid hotel room. “Pretend this is complicated business – they’re watching!” The poor boy doesn’t have a clue. “I’m serious – you can’t me go back in there – please! don’t make me go back!”
“Traveling with the inlaws?”
“No! My 3 kids. My husband. My mom. You can’t make me go back there I won’t go!”
We have a few laughs while shuffling a few pieces of paper back and forth. I refill my coffee mug. I think I’m ready. I can do this. I can spend the next 6 hours in the car. This is not a vacation. Next time I’m running away alone; I might consider taking J-F. A cruise maybe?
Shit. The wax hands. I promised Jasmine she could have 2 souvenirs and 2 souvenirs only > A dolphin stuffie from Marineland and a wax hand that we’ve yet to do.
I kinda want one too. I can see it now: A big huge poster with my logo and my hand ‘Need a hand?’… Don’t judge.
So we get 2 hands done – Jasmine has hers together in prayer-like form. Mine’s standing up.
How long does it take to make 2 wax hands when you’re in a hurry and the crew keeps circling around? About 40 minutes. But they’re so cool they were worth every penny.
And the trip? Worth every penny. It wasn’t easy. It was complicated and messy and normal. Normal…. Mission accomplished!
Will I do it again? Probably. Anytime soon? Probably not.
As I crawl into my bed with fresh sheets I’m so glad I thought to wash them just before we left. J-F is snoring, the kids are konked out in their beds, the baby is nursing… Tomorrow, we get back to our routine.
This week? This week was absolutely amazing.
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We’re taking it easy today! Since everything we want to see is on the WEGO line, we’re going to walk down to the falls, do the boat thing and go from there. I’m really excited to have Mom come today ’cause everything is supposed to be accessible.
In retrospect, her day of ‘freedom’ was her favorite day of the trip (probably cause she’s been stuck on the top floor of her house all winter). Her house is now adapted but it was a rough winter for her. Being able to go out freely, alone, without having to worry about the battery dying on the scooter or not having the strength to push herself in the chair. She did her own thing and she was in a great mood when we came back! Sometimes, mums do know best…
I’m pumped, I’m excited, and the kids can feel it. Of course when we get on the boat I figure it can’t be that bad so I put on the poncho but fail to put on the cap. I got some great pictures but the closer we got the more the wind picked up. The more the wind picked up the more we got wet. The more wet we got the more Jasmine was determined that she did NOT like the boat.
They say the falls will take your breath away – that’s because the wind is so strong down there you can’t breathe!
We hopped on the WEGO and headed out towards the butterfly conservatory. Of course we missed the stop and it took another 15 minutes to circle around. I guess that’s a good think – we got to get out to see the flower clock. These parks we’re driving through are absolutely gorgeous, and I wish I had a day, kid free, to go walk through all the parks. Next time.
To see the kids with the butterflies was amazing! A few landed on Annabelle, and finally – finally – one landed on Jasmine near the end. We went around twice, mostly cause the baby was sleeping and it was easier than going back out in the heat.
Up next is Bird Kingdom. You have to understand that since Jasmine heard about Bird Kingdom she’s been asking why we don’t have a bird like Grandma used to have. Teehee. This kid is in for quite a surprise!
The 2nd floor has 2 encounter rooms plus that really dark section with the bats and the owls. The second floor isn’t air conditioned. We’re in a really old building, with really old wood floors that hundreds (maybe thousands?) of birds have shit on in the past. I don’t care how many times you wash those floors and clean out the habitats: in this humidity the stink is unbearable. That’s why we don’t have a bird.
I’m afraid for the 3rd floor and quite frankly I’m ready to turn around but when the elevator doors opened I was speechless. THIS is what I came here for. It’s gorgeous! This huge fella (of the bird kind) & I had a conversation. J-F says I’m weird and may have muttered something along the likes that I’m not the bird whisperer.
There’s birds everywhere! Big ones, small ones, bright ones… It’s huge, it’s open, it’s cool, it doesn’t stink – and did I mention the birds are awesome? I’ve got a few great pictures of some of the more impressive ones.
It’s almost time to head back to the hotel and meet up with Mom for dinner and we have 2 options. Walk down the road, up the hill, and back to almost the same spot we’re in now but 1 road up…. Or take a shortcut. J-F’s idea of a shortcut. Up about 100 stairs. With a 15lb stroller holding a 40lb kid and a 15lb baby. Shit. Some shortcut.
By the time we make it up there we’ve decided we’ve bought enough fudge already; some shortcut that was. So up the hill a bit more we go to get to the MGM Studio store ’cause Mamma wants an OSCAR. Why? Cause I want one, that’s why. Except every time I’ve come by they either weren’t open yet or had just closed down. The website says MGM fun everyday until 10 pm!!! But he didn’t open up before noon and by 3pm he was gone. This is like the New Year’s Eve ball adventure I had in NYC. We’re leaving tomorrow morning so its a dead dream.
I’d promised Jasmine I’d take her to the dinosaur mini-put but the baby needs to nurse and Annabelle needs a nap so J-F takes her. He also takes her up on the skywheel – AT NIGHT – and to the midway and the XD theatre.
This kid just went on MY DATE. I wanted to do the Skywheel at night. I wanted to go to the XD Theatre with J-F. I wanted to golf with the dinosaurs and flirt like we were 15 again. Me. NOT the Kid. But the KID just snafued my date.
What else is a girl to do but ask her beau to take her to the casino? His fault. Got dolled up and off we go… I even got a nice glass of wine! I. Had. A. Blast. And so did he. And we still flirted like we were 15. And we didn’t lose any money – actually we came out a bit ahead. I’m a lucky woman. My partner in crime is the love of my life and I’m so thankful we found each other again almost 5 years ago.