Our winter wonderland. After a year of chasing the sun we decided to end our adventure with a week in the snow at Keystone in Colorado. It was a different world for us, so beautiful and magical and freezing cold.  It was the first time our kids had even seen snow and it took them a few days of shock to get over the temperature change. It also took them days to remember not to stick their hands in the snow. It was so white and powdery and after a huge dump over 3 days we had plenty to play with. We tried tubing, tried unsuccessfully to build a snowman (insert many a Frozen quote here), made snow angels and drank 27 hot chocolates...

Our southern road trip started in Nashville where we listened to country music, visited a pumpkin patch and got into the fall spirit. We hit Memphis to visit the home of The King then headed south down the Mississippi, through swamplands and Louisiana plantations before arriving in New Orleans. The home of voodoo, streetcars, Mardi gras beads and of course the French Quarter.  Gumbo, jumbalaya, muffleta, beignets - all food with strange names but plenty of flavour. And that Southern accent y'all! 

Our Californian road trip started in San Diego and we spent the next two weeks heading north, checking out every beach town along the way. We seemed to spend most of the time at the beach, swimming and watching the sun set over the ocean. We tried stand up paddle boarding, watched plenty of surfers and camped out under the Redwoods...

There are a lot of beautiful states in the USA but there is something extra cool about Utah. The natural beauty in every corner is jaw dropping - the red rock canyons, the forests full of aspen trees, and then there is Zion National Park. Places that you can't really imagine until you are there...

New York, New York -  the city that never sleeps. Unless you have kids.

Times Square, Lady Liberty, the 9/11 Memorial, MoMa, Grand Central Station, a Yankees game and so much more. We walked thousands of steps across the Brooklyn Bridge, along the High Line and through Central Park, and spent the time in between sitting on the front stoop of our house in Brooklyn watching the Williamsburg crowd go by...