Tag Archives: Travel
Stuck in Kazungula, Africa
We had a slight mishap on the way from Zimbabwe to Botswana during our amazing trip to Africa. This mini-movie tells that story…
Re-Entry is Hard – #Travel
I am writing this column, again on a plane, two weeks after returning home from my incredible trip to 13 countries, 21 cities, in 38 days (mostly in India and Africa). I’m on a very short flight from Los Angeles to Salt Lake City. It’s a piece of cake in comparison to the 17-hour flight from Johannesburg to Atlanta, Georgia, which was just one leg of my trip home. Heck, there’s only a one-hour time change. We were 10-12 hours ahead on the other trip.
Beignets in New Orleans
What would a visit to New Orleans be without a visit to the famous Cafe du Monde for some hot coffee and beignets?! It was one of my first stops when I arrived in NOLA for the Dad 2.0 Summit.
Dubai to Mumbai: Decadence and Deprivation
Going from Dubai in the United Arab Emirates to various stops in India is about as stark a change as one can imagine. Dubai is a 42-year-new country with unlimited resources and a tiny (indigenous) population of 1 million, while India has been around since well before the birth of Christ and its 1.2 billion inhabitants account for 18% of the world’s human beings.
Africa, Gratitude, Fame, and The Biebs
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Featured guests:
Cherylyn Harley LeBon – Co-Chairman of the Project 21 National Advisory Board – for “Political Talk.”Pastor Drew Sams for “Spiritual Talk.”
Pastor Drew Sams for “Spiritual Talk.”
Doug French, co-founder of the Dad 2.0 Summit
Today’s radio show is inspired by this week’s “A Dad’s Point-of-View” column, Flying Home after 13 Countries, 21 Cities, in 38 Days.
Dad Comes Home
Arranged Marriages Work
I recently went on a long and extensive overseas trip that included several stops in India. On a bus ride from the air terminal in New Dehli to our plane, I encountered a young Indian woman. As I am wont to do, I quickly engaged her in conversation and discovered she was going to Goa, where I was headed, for a seaside vacation with her husband, a husband I soon learned that was “arranged” by her parents.