Well, first of all, yep, I’m tiny. Five feet tall in my bare feet (That’s me in the middle there in Sydney Australia, between  Daughter Travelholic (also tiny) and Mr. Travelholic) .  Being tiny might not matter very much for matters of travel, except that all of you tall people should be really jealous of me on airplanes, where I can curl up comfortably in pretty much any seat. And I hate crowds because I can’t see a thing in one.

Second, I travel. I travel a lot. My friends think that keeping track of me is a little bit like “Where’s Waldo”, except they are playing “Where’s Denise”.  In the past year alone I’ve been to Japan, Australia, Maine, New York, Boston, Florida, Washington DC, Lake Tahoe, and Chicago. in the next 6 months (so far) I have two trips planned to Japan, a cruise to Central America, and trips to Maine and New York again.  Places I’ve been to Include Canada, Italy, England, Scotland, France, Mexico, Costa Rica, Hawaii and Alaska (and over 40 other states), Australia, New Zealand, Japan, Thailand, Malaysia, Continue reading →