With Thanksgiving over and the Tryptophan feeling from eating turkey waning, these are the days to turn towards one of the next holiday opportunities---Christmas. Each year I look for somewhere new to head. With my son still thoroughly engaged and enthralled by any tinsel and glitter, festivals and events that offer something the rest of my family would enjoy capture my attention most.

Here's one.

The It's a Wonderful Life Festival (Dec. 12-14) in Seneca Falls, New York offers a true nostalgia boost. Seneca Falls is the town that Bedford Falls-- the name of the town in the movie "It's a Wonderful Life," was patterned after.

Not to let an opportunity for some holiday cash pass them by, the people of Seneca Falls began the festival 62 years ago to pay tribute to their ties to the movie and warm fuzzy, hopeful feelings.

If you go, you can attend a screening of the film narrated by Karolyn Grimes. She's the actress who played ZuZu in the movie. There are the other trimmings and trappings of a Santa-train, horse drawn wagon rides, and I imagine plenty of opportunities to buy "It's a Wonderful Life" themed gifts. If you buy a snow globe, remember that you can't take it on a plane in your carry-on. Check it in your luggage.

This year with the economic forecast not looking particularly sunny, a festival called It's a Wonderful Life that turns on a movie about a guy who almost lost everything during the Depression somehow seems apropos.

Here is the event's website that examines the similarities between Bedford Falls and Seneca Falls along with providing festival details. Also, here's an article by Joan McDonald that was published in The Buffalo News . McDonald has been to Seneca Falls and experienced the It's a Wonderful Life experience.

Only today and tomorrow are left in National Adoption Month. If it weren't for traveling, perhaps I wouldn't have a reason to notice this detail. On my first trip to Vietnam with my husband back in the mid-90's, we met two couples who were in the process of adopting a baby. One couple was French. I can't remember where the other couple was from.

Every day they left the hotel where we were all staying to fill out paperwork--or take care of whatever details they had to finish in order to be able to take their babies out of Vietnam.

As a person who always wanted to adopt, there was a small seed planted the first time I saw the French mother lean over her baby and tuck a blanket around the sleeping form. My husband had the same seed start to grow as well.

Two years later, there we were heading to Vietnam again to see about finding our own child. This was a vague plan since we were living in Singapore at the time and weren't quite sure what we were doing.

One can't argue the influence that Vatican City has had in the world. You might argue, but you'd lose. I've been there twice and its opulence, abundance of art, pomp and mystery has stayed with me. There is a certain awe one can feel when walking across the plaza and into St. Peter's Basilica.

Getting to the Vatican to see such splendor and traversing where Michelangelo once walked on his way to create his masterpiece on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel is not something in everyone's vacation future. Fortunately, if you head to St. Paul, Minnesota, you can get a taste of the Vatican. (Or course, if you are closer to the Vatican instead of St. Paul, by all means, go to the Vatican.)

The "Vatican Splendors from St. Peter's Basilica, Vatican Museums and the Swiss Guard" exhibit at the Minnesota History Museum has 200, give or take a few, artworks and artifacts from Vatican City. Many have never left Vatican City before.

One item that interests me is Michelangelo's drafting compass. He used it when he worked on the Sistine Chapel. The exhibit goes through January 11. If you go to Vatican City anytime soon, you won't see the compass. It's in St. Paul.

This exhibit was previously in Cleveland, Ohio and St. Petersburg, Florida.

Last March I went to Mexico on a do-good travel venture which involved building a house. Here is a simpler way to do good if you are heading to Cancun, Mexico on a vacation and want to share your good fortune at being able to afford such a vacation in the first place.

When I read about this program in Home and Away magazine, it caught my attention as one way to count blessings while on a holiday jaunt. As a response to the often impoverished conditions outside tourist resorts in Cancun, Andrew and Nancy Myers began Give a Toy, Get a Smile. The organization gives toys to children in the region who may not have many toys, if any at all.

The suggestion of the organization is that you add hair ribbons, non-battery operated or non-electrical toys, school supplies, a backpack, or any other simple and useful item a child might enjoy to your bag when you pack. When you arrive in Cancun, you can drop off the items at a specific location.

In case you get to Cancun and don't have items to donate, it's not too late. Buy school supplies at a local store and donate those. There was a small grocery store near the house that I helped to build. The house was not really in a town, but perched up on mountainous area about thirty miles from Tijuana. Among the shelves, I saw items a child would enjoy. I imagine that while you are in Cancun you can find a box of crayons somewhere.

Here are more ideas for what you might bring to donate if you feel so moved.

Transvestites are a rare sight in a culture that puts a premium on machismo. But don't tell that to the people of Juchitan, a town near Mexico's Pacific coast. The town's Zapotec population held an annual fiesta over the past weekend. The reason for the party: to celebrate the local muxes (transvestites) and to mark the end of the harvest season.

Why are transvestites revered in this corner of the country? According to Zapotec culture, people with traits from both genders are considered wise and powerful because they are said to have an understanding of both the male and female mind. Muxes are accepted by their familes and the community and even the local Catholic priests, who blessed some of the performers before the weekend's festivities.

The traditions and values behind the fiesta in Juchitan are nothing new. They date back to pre-Colombian times. Some gods were depicted as having ambiguous gender and some shaman cross-dressed during religious ceremonies. Spanish colonists and missionaries forced these practices underground for hundreds of years.

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Until last Sunday, I wasn't sure who Iron Chef Michael Symon is. Now, I do. My first introduction came with tickets to the Fabulous Food Show in Cleveland--my friend's pick.

Symon, who is from Cleveland, was one of the featured chefs who put on a show to an audience filled with foodies. While we stood in line like some sort of sheep waiting to claim our reserved seats, I still wasn't clear about why I should care about him.

That's changed. Symon is a Clevelander through and through. Celebrity chef or not, he knows how to talk to his people. Plus, the guy can cook, talk at the same time, and give tips about how to crush garlic and which part should be taken out to keep from being bitter. (You take out the green sliver in each clove. He called it the germ.)

Although we didn't get one of those scrumptious looking date appetizers at the show, afterward we ate at Lolita, one of Symon's restaurants. The dates were on the menu.

Lordy! Manna from heaven, pure and simple. Lolita is the companion restaurant to Lola--the high end eatery that Anthony Bourdain visited in the Cleveland episode of " No Reservations."

"If we can not end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity."

John F. Kennedy

John F. Kennedy was assassinated 45 years ago today. As one of the events that certainly shaped the collective consciousness of Americans, at least in my opinion, here are places I've been where I've thought of Kennedy and that fateful day where the words "grassy knoll" and "book depository" became part of history books.

As a former Peace Corps volunteer, his legacy has touched me personally.

Place 1: Dealy Plaza and the grassy knoll. There is a plaque here to commemorate Kennedy. The grassy knoll was made famous by the idea that Lee Harvey Oswald did not act alone. Theories abound that shots were fired from the grassy knoll as well. If you drive along Elm Street, you'll be on the route Kennedy's limousine was following when he became Oswald's target. The plaza is a National Historic Landmark.

A recent article in the Wall Street Journal might just be over-exaggerating the tourist slump that is taking place here on the Hawaiian islands. As the article puts it, "dozens of pool chairs and canopied cabanas sat empty... restaurants had plenty of free tables... In town, "50% Off!" signs hung in the windows of many souvenir shops." I'm pretty sure this can be the case if you're walking around anywhere on the Big Island on a Saturday afternoon because people aren't interested in relaxing by a pool, eating at a restaurant, or shopping. I would hope they are doing more productive things like visiting the Volcano National Park, enjoying one of the island's many gorgeous black sand beaches, or hiking around waterfalls near Hilo.

Although I don't want to believe the article's proclamation, "There's trouble in Polynesian paradise," I'm sure the tourist industry is feeling some effects from a poor economy and the closure of ATA and Aloha Airlines - two of Hawaii's biggest airline carriers - earlier this year.

Economic woes got you down? Here's a solution: party nude with the Aussies. A holiday resort in tropical Queensland has planned a month-long bacchinalian for guests to get their naked grooves on.

The White Cockatoo Resort, which is located near the town of Mossman, apparently operates on three levels of functionality: nudist, clothing optional and fully clothed for family fun. These occur at different times of year so that the kiddies don't get confused from the nudies.

Next March, they are going for a full-scale, adults only party month as a so-called 'hedonism resort'. I did a little digging and it turns out that the White Cockatoo is just one of dozens of places around the world to take a hedonist vacation.

Essentially, this sounds to me like the type of place where Joe Office would go to fulfill his wildest fantasies: eating food that's bad for you, walking around naked, drinking in the morning and going all-night clubbing. Like Spring Break for grown-ups.

Yes, this is an elephant balanced on its trunk. David and Chi who captured this image at the Musée and Domaine nationales of the Castle of Fontainebleau in France said this sculpture was part of a larger exhibit. What a wonderful use of a castle. The exhibit looks like it may have been like a trip to some strange wonderland.

Unfortunately, the exhibit ended on November 17. My question is, what happened to the elephant? Where does one store such a piece? It seems that this elephant belongs in the library.

If you've been to a fanciful wonderland lately, send us your pictures at Gadling's Flickr Photo Pool.