Indelible Adventures

Oh there are days when I wish I lived closer to my family in Australia!  Other days not so much, and it generally has little to do with them.  I really think it’s the combination of being a single dad combined with the sometimes loneliness of having no immediate family living here in Canada.   This is especially true over the holidays and with Christmas looming, even though I never really celebrated Christmas (my ex is Jewish and we had agreed when Zach and Sami were born that we would raise them in a Jewish household) it’s a time when families get together and spend time together.  So I'm a little envious to say the least. Its strange that I don't even remember the last time I was home in Australia with my family at Christmas - could it be 1987? It’s been three years since I was home last, yes I still call Australia home…(hey, isn't that the name of a song?) and so its been on my mind quite a bit lately with me trying to figure out when the best...

Part One: I ’m sitting in the airport lounge in Frankfurt on my way to Lisbon, Portugal for a long weekend.  Yes, you heard correctly – for the weekend!  Now at first glance you might think this a little decadent, or perhaps a little frivolous but I want give you some context although, if you’re a frequent reader you’ll understand completely.  J It’s no mistake that my new business venture is centered around travel, its benefits, especially for the likes of me are too numerous to mention.   Having my own business provides me the type of flexibility in my life that I now see as essential, and clearly something that I’ve been moving increasingly toward over the past couple of years.   Strangely, it feels like I’m being magnetically drawn toward my new lifestyle in some weird way, almost compelled.   Whatever it is my sense of adventure and instinctive curiosity is always tingling with the possibility of getting on a plane and exploring somewhere ne...