there is much more to this book than the adventures and misadventures of an American family in Italy – instead, this book is about finding the balance in our lives between work and play – it is about the importance of taking the time to really live – and it is filled with powerful messages that every stressed out CEO or entrepreneur needs to read
Category: Family Travel
Syncopated Family Travel – Los Angeles – Beaches, Bums, and Cults
A machete wielding maniac in a hockey mask approaches our car ….
Syncopated Family Travel – Leaving Las Vegans
As we head west we make a brief side visit to the City of Sin to take my daughter to Veggee Delight. I’m a little worried as the GPS leads us through the Vegas Strip deep into the heart of Chinatown.
Syncopated Family Travel – Bryce Canyon Utah
Rested, sort-of, fed, definitely, we pack up the car once again, quickly, and set out eagerly to explore more of what Utah has to offer.
Syncopated Family Travel: Idaho Sucks
“I fucked up that sonofabitch real good,” drawls one of the dusty men, sporting a mighty handlebar mustache.
Syncopated Family Travel – Yellowstone, Chinese Tourists, and God Damned Bison
I haven’t felt this inadequate since freshman year gym class. Yellowstone is a nature photographer’s wet dream.
Syncopated Family Travel – Red Lodge Montana, GPS Disasters, and Never Turning Back
“Maybe we should turn back,” suggests my wife, “see if there is a hotel or something somewhere else.” However, I’m too tired to admit defeat.
Syncopated Family Travel – Mt. Rushmore, Sandwich Artists, and Injun Killers
We bypass the lot and hang out of the car window, wildly clicking the shutter gangsta style as we do a drive by shooting of the four presidents.
Syncopated Family Travel: Wall Drug and the Dakota Badlands Food Poisoning
I’ll spare the details about what happens next, but it involves me defiling a national treasure. If there is a hell, I’m sure this will not bode well for me in the end.
Syncopated Family Travel: Channeling Laura Ingalls Wilder
“I can’t have another DUI,” she protests as she chomps down her beer-battered olives and slithers off of her bar stool.