Los Angeles is a sprawling city full of low strip malls, palmed avenues, film studios and over-crowded attractions, BUT that SoCal living is still so sweet. The city's full of beautiful parks, kid-friendly hikes, beaches (oh so many beaches!) and hip vegan restaurants with high chairs -- A great destination for the adventuring family.
As every air traveller knows, there is nothing worse than getting to your seat and discovering that the row behind you is full of children. Even if they're your own. As a frequent traveller and mother of four, I've been on both ends of the annoyance spectrum. So what can you do to make sure you don't have the most annoying children on a plane?
Nassau Bahamas is one of those destinations you want to return to again and again. It's my third time visiting the island and the second time going with my son Noah, age nine. I carefully plan our itinerary to maximize our four-night stay -- one adventure per day! It's the perfect destination for an extended long weekend.
The thought of entering a public bathroom with your kid is more than you can bear. Have no fear the next time this scenario presents itself. There are, thankfully, some very simple tips and strategies that parents can use. Following are the top five ways to deal with public bathrooms when out with the kids.
Recently, my partner and I feared becoming "that family" on a flight from Toronto to Glasgow, Scotland. Our particular infant, born three-and-a-half months ago, has a killer set of pipes on him. I am certain that up against him most anthem rockers would scurry away like scared little country mice. We survived the worst of it and with these helpful tips you can, too.
A lifelong Torontonian, I've seen startlingly little of the rest of our beautiful country, a reality of which I'm not proud. This reality was the impetus behind my most recent family travel venture. With the summer quickly winding down and Labour Day beckoning, I boarded a train with the family and headed East. La Belle Province was our destination, Montreal to be exact.
My family and I are city slickers, that's a fact. We love the life that living in the downtown core affords us. People say that "back to nature" is the way to go if you want to get a real perspective on life. Hogwash, I thought... until now. My motor-mouth and city swagger was at once shot down by the scene before me. I had been humbled by the mountains.
If you're someone who says yes to every adventurous opportunity possible (Want to jump out of a plane? Yes! Glacier hiking? Black water rafting? Mountain climbing? Ah, yes, yes and yes!), then parenthood is bound to come as a bit of a lifestyle shocker, right? But I have faith that a child needn't equate to the death of travel.