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Over the course of our year traveling as a family of six, we stayed in 25 countries, 75 cities, and countless beds. Sometimes we stayed for just one night, sometimes for two weeks. Our backpacks and carryon duffle bags became the most permanent things we owned. Our first stop was Iceland, and I still remember walking up to the second floor of a home behind a cluster of houses, nervous about what we’d gotten ourselves into. On the surface it looked nice enough, but the shower

The first time I stepped into a grocery store in Prague, I realized I couldn’t speak a word that would be understood. The letters looked...

Walking through Kuromon Ichiba Market in Osaka, Japan. One of my favorite parts of traveling is knowing that no one knows who I am. I am...

In education, the first six weeks of school are considered the foundation for the year. Masterful teachers know that the time spent...

Whether on the road or at home, finding purpose matters. About a year ago, my family and I packed up our lives—four kids, one carry-on...