After relocating from suburban Chicago to the Denver metro area, my husband and I embraced our geographic location by taking frequent winter road trips into the nearby mountains. From our Front Range home, we could easily reach most of Colorado’s prime ski destinations after driving just a handful of hours.
A road trip to Decatur, Alabama was in order! My husband Keith and I headed out the last day of February. The Land Between the Lakes, with a stop at Fort Henry was on our minds. We had been to the Fort Donnelson but Keith, a Civil War buff, wanted to learn more about Fort
Perhaps it goes back to our childhood, when we were happy with very little things, like tiny boxes and the secrets we thought we might uncover in those mysterious containers. A box was also very often a gift given to us by someone very dear, like our mother or father,
“This is the reason we live in Florida,” I exclaimed to my husband when we were recently stuck in a blizzard in New York City. “I’ll take heat over cold any day.” He rolled his eyes because as much as I love warm weather, I always said I didn’t want
Like many, I’ve chosen not to fly during the peak of the coronavirus pandemic. But that does not mean staying home. The great American road trip is hip again, and I’ve racked up thousands of additional miles on the odometer this year. I’ve taken road trips within the US around the eastern
I’m 9,350 feet above sea level, surrounded by the Andes Mountains, and in a country at the center of the world, on the equator. Ecuador spans approximately 109,000 square miles, roughly the size of Nevada. The small country with an outsized contribution to astronomy, cartography, and evolutionary science, ranks as
Blessed with historic rustic villages, seemingly never-ending vineyards, and relaxed unhurried canal life, barging on the medieval Canal du Midi in southwestern France’s remote Languedoc Region was the ideal escape after a long, difficult two years with the COVID pandemic. Our tiny 8-passenger first class hotel barge, Anjodi, part of
In wine speak, the cycle of life for the vine begins in the spring. The vineyard starts to come to life as bud break approaches after laying barren and dormant during the winter. It is a new beginning and a new vintage and signals a time when I am ready
We ventured south to explore our neighbor in Jalisco, Mexico, with eyes wide open.
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