After Michigan’s miles marked with graves and Ohio’s highways hindered by cones, I landed some lodging in a lakeside town.
I left home on a journey today: a road trip to visit family in Michigan. I expected my usual travel-adrenaline, the thrill of away. Instead I found dread at crossing the bridge that spans the Connecticut River and signifies the end of New Hampshire.
I'm leaving for a solo trip to Dallas in an hour. Heading for my grandmother's 90th birthday party, which is amazing in itself. Equally amazing is that I'm not taking my computer.
A friend recently asked me for any travel tips I had on traveling with a child on the autism spectrum. Responding to that is tricky—the only constant about ASD is that nothing is constant. Every kiddo is different. But here's what gets us from A to B and back again:
OK, so I went through 2 days of jet lag and 8 days of denial that I'm in America. I still have to finish the story - don't I?Easter Sunday we meant to go Greyfriars Church... but I misplaced the service details and we were uncertain about Ian's ability to meld into a strange Sunday…Read more Guildford & Home
We are officially done with London now - except for the flight home on Monday. Ian is definitely glad. He's tired of hearing the announcers at some of the Tube stations saying "Mind the gap." At one point, the kids turned it into a joke using the GAP sweatshirt Megan was wearing. We stopped at…Read more London x 2
We had no idea (none of Kurt's friends told us/knew) that Reading was such a party town. Since today - Good Friday - is a national holiday, everyone was treating last night as a Friday night. We tried to eat a late dinner at a pub restaurant we dined at on Sunday, but were turned…Read more Portchester Picnic