International

Barbie Cafe, Taipei

Tripping the light fanplastic in Taipei

As a child I, like most little girls, had a Barbie. She was tall and pert and pretty with her drag queen make-up and big bouffy head of blonde hair… which I hacked off before brutally mummifying her anatomically impossible body in small strips of gauze for a school project on Ancient Egypt. I didn’t […] Read more…

Venetian blinder // Venice with kids

We’re feeling a little Italian inspired at La Casa di Eats World so we’re heading on a little trip down memory lane (or should I say canal?) to reminisce on the ghosts of holidays past and, in particular, on masks and mayhem, Venetian style. Lording it up in Venice in the most ridiculously over-sized and indulgent hotel suite […] Read more…

Te Vaka on Aitutaki Lagoon.

Cook Islands // Aitutaki with kids

Long before Captain Billy Bligh and his crazy crew of mutineers in the making visited Aitutaki in the soon to be barbecued Bounty, legendary Polynesian warriors were succumbing to the spectacular sight of a lagoon so beautifully blue that it appears to have been painted. In fact, I’m left gaping like a slack-jawed idiot as our […] Read more…

CCC Rarotonga

Singing hymns and swinging hips in Rarotonga

We’re not what exactly what you’d call regular churchgoers. And by not regular I actually mean never. But in an effort to immerse ourselves into Rarotonga’s local culture, and out of respect for the local and their beliefs, we’ve found ourselves bathing in the glow of stained-glass in a pretty whitewashed church on a sunny […] Read more…

Happy kids in Raro

By Hook or by Cook – Cook Islands with kids

The best place, in my humble opinion, to start uncovering the real spirit of a new destination is via its local markets and we’re lucky to have arrived in Rarotonga early enough on a Saturday morning that we can join the locals for a stroll around Raro’s weekly Punanga Nui Markets. It is here that Sugarpuff thirstily […] Read more…

camel on the beach at Shangri-la Muscat

May the forts be with you // Muscat with kids

Traipsing through a foreign airport with two small people at 4am after ten hours in transit is the kind of behaviour that I’d ordinarily suggest parents be given some pretty intensive therapy for. But on this occasion (and with little choice in the timing) the tiny travellers are doing us proud, having pretty much snoozed […] Read more…

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