A newsletter about travel after kids.
It may be that I reside in Manhattan, arguably the most overwhelming metropolis on Earth in which to live. It could be the unending, alluring way in which travel invigorates the need to see and do more. Whatever the reason may be, gradually but conspicuously, the travel experiences that leave the most lasting affect on me are increasing those in smaller and lesser-known places as opposed to major capitals or commercially visible locals.
Read MoreInitial impressions of Copenhagen were the remarkable cleanliness, the smoothly run public transportation, the distinctly influenced architecture and wow, the good food. Over a long weekend we embarked on the Grand Tour of Copenhagen and then took our own walking tour, one that skipped many of the touristy spots and instead focused on emphatically personal experiences.
Read MoreOn every mention of the upcoming travel in the months leading up to my Denmark trip, my mom would remind me sternly but longingly to “eat all the Danish pastries for her!” Evidently her childhood family vacations to her mother’s hometown of Copenhagen conjured memories in which the sweet breads with assorted fillings were just as delicious decades later.
Read MoreI arrived in Denmark the way that I imagine my grandmother arrived in New York City in 1955: eyes wide to take in a place I had never been which, somehow, would be home. Riding the immaculate train for the first time from CPH Airport to the Kongens Nytorv station there was a strange twinge of déjà vu and the feeling of coming back.
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