The topic of travel has begun to take on a different meaning for me than it once did. In the last year or two in particular, a growing issue has emerged. In these situations, I’ll be rambling on and on about a trip that I just came home from, not knowing when I can leave... Continue Reading →
The “50 by 30” Challenge
I’ve written in the past about my love of road trips (just a blog post or two…or ten). I preach this style of travel so feverishly because I know that most people still don’t see it as ideal. Driving long distances in a short period of time is usually a last-resort, not an intentional “vacation”.... Continue Reading →
Southern Ground
I’m a city girl, that’s a given. I grew up in Manhattan in a 450-square-foot, 5th floor walk-up apartment and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. Most life-long New York kids grow up petrified of the country, the silence, the lack of light at nighttime, the space between things…we need dirty concrete under our feet... Continue Reading →
“Home”
We flew back Saturday night after turning in our (considerably dirtier) rental car in San Francisco. I stared out the tiny oval window of the airplane at some of the same roads I’d taken over the past two weeks (which felt like two months) and had a stronger affinity towards gazing those winding paths than... Continue Reading →
Salt Lake City Proud
We realized a few days before our arrival that we would be making it into Salt Lake City smack dab in the middle of gay pride weekend. Completely unsure about how a Utah pride festival would be, we booked a hotel right in downtown and had no expectations. At the very least, we were excited... Continue Reading →
Saloons and Silent Roads
Rolled into Telluride, CO as evening hit, a few hours later than anticipated when we mixed up the travel time in our heads and the drive from Crested Butte was 3 hours vs. the 1 that we thought it was. We decided to visit the town because it’s part of a Tim Mcgraw song and... Continue Reading →