Why? Why? Why would I subject myself to the ketogenic woe…

And I mean woe…not way of eating. Ha…I started writing this blog right in the middle of our 3-month ketogenic diet adventure. (I’m publishing this about 10 months later.) For three straight months, we stuck to fat, veggies, and protein, with as close to zero carbs as we could do. I hate diets. Why did…

Europe Day 7: Last Day in Barcelona

We probably woke up around 9. I had planned to go to Montjuic, a mountain top with a castle and cable car ride about 45 minutes away. But when I woke up, I changed my mind in favor of seeing some more local sites. Our host Jose offered us breakfast, but we decided to stroll…

Europe Day 6: Barcelona

We arrived in Barcelona around midnight. A new friend from the wedding, Mo, happened to have come off the same flight as us. His uncle graciously gave us a ride to our AirBnb in the Gothic District. The flats in Barcelona, you wouldn’t even notice how to get in. The entrance doors are indiscreet and…

Europe Day 5: Driving Around Provence

The morning after Kash and Sarah’s wedding, we had another breakfast of tea/coffee and pastries and checked out of the hotel. My seasoned traveler cousin Ruby had recommended we visit the little towns of Gordes and Cassis in Provence. Gordes was 40 minutes away. The drive felt like driving through the middle of nowhere. The…

Europe Day 4 (Part 2): Kash + Sarah Wedding

This post is about the main event of our Europe trip — #kasa2017. We parked at Le Mas de la Rose. The lot is surrounded by glorious gardens. Lettuces, mint, basil, parsley. Every herb you can imagine greeted us. Rows of white wooden chairs lined up on the lawn. Musicians were setting up a cello,…

Europe Day 4 (Part 1): Exploring Orgon

We woke up Wednesday morning excited about the wedding. Downstairs, a French breakfast awaited us in the dining area. The owner/concierge alerted us there would be no eggs and bacon, as this was a real French breakfast. This was the day I learned French breakfast = continental breakfast minus eggs and bacon. The pastries were delicious….

Europe Day 3: From Milan to Marseille

On a Tuesday morning, we packed up our bags in our Milan AirBnB. We grabbed a pastry breakfast at a local cafe. By the way, we noticed cafes are known as bars or caffetterias everywhere we went. At the cafe, we picked up two bus tickets for 1.50 euro each. After grabbing our luggage, we…

Europe Day 2: Milano, Italia

Our plane landed close to midnight.  Our gracious AirBnB host Mila picked us up. She had told us to look out for her little red car. We drove about 45 minutes from Malpensa Airport to her place across town.  She pointed out the monuments we passed on the drive. Her place was on the seventh…

The Day we Disappeared Off to Europe

We disappeared for a week to Europe.  We had 20,000-step days.  We ate gluttonously.  Our eyes witnessed astoundingly-sized cathedrals.  But the best part was the relationships formed and forged along the way.  Traveling is adventurous and magical. And over the next seven days, I’ll tell how it was so for us.  On a Saturday in…

Pregnant again.

My first pregnancy was magical. Just a little morning sickness here and there. Even at 7 or 8 months I had the energy to go for brisk walks, be out at events and gallivant here and there. We spent weekends visiting friends in Chicago, New York, Dallas and Austin. This second pregnancy was fine up until around 6…