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270 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2012
It was an upper-middle-class community, with a large Jewish population... our neighborhood was more or less spotless, and the schools were good.And that was all before she finished college.
It was the year of my bat mitzvah, so my father and I went to visit [my grandparents] in South Africa as part of the milestone birthday present.
I was thirteen, on Christmas vacation in Costa Rica. This was well over twenty years ago, when Costa Rica was not yet an eco-destination.
Upon graduating from high school three years earlier, my then-boyfriend and I decided to spend the summer in Israel.
I lived in Montreal for four years, attending McGill University, an Anglophone college, often called "the Harvard of Canada."
When I was nineteen, I spent the summer in Australia with my roommate, Cami.
Taking a semester abroad wasn’t a common thing to do in Canada when I was in college, but I was desperate to travel and decided to go to Spain with two of my girlfriends, Annaliese and Rachel.
From there, we spent several weeks backpacking through Europe together, from northern Spain into southern France, through the top of Italy down to Rome, then up into Switzerland, to Germany for a music festival in Nuremberg, and on to the Czech Republic, where I spent the morning of my twenty-first birthday wandering alone through a castle in Prague. From there, we went up to Holland and into Belgium, where in Bruges I visited the school my mother had attended so many years before, and to Paris for several days. I ended my trip in London, staying with family friends. I went to the Royal Ballet Theatre and a performance at the newly opened Globe Theatre.
"My mother was a bombshell when she was younger, with jet-black hair, porcelain skin, and serious cleavage (I may have inherited that last trait from her)."Well, now. Toot! Toot!