It’s been a while since I’ve been camping — pitch the tent and sleep on the ground camping. Last night I woke from a bizarre dream, startled and totally disoriented. I got out of the tent and looked up at the stars, listened to the river, and realized, oh, okay. Cody, Wyoming, that’s where we …
It was a long day. At 830, we left Sandpoint, Idaho and about 12 hours later, we arrived in Big Sky, Montana. We rolled past wildlife reserves — rush filled ponds with platforms for birds, still water reflecting the mountains around us. We drove through ramshackle little towns and past mountain resort marinas, the boats …
Tomorrow morning, I’m hitting the highway with two other bloggers — the Kelly half of Travellious and Peter of The Carey Adventures. Our destination? Chicago for BlogHer and The Travelblog Exchange. I’m excited to be doing cool stuff at both events. At BlogHer I’m on a panel with three other bloggers (Roz, Nancy, and Angel); …
The sport sandal is the summer uniform of many a Seattle resident. That, a natural fiber shirt of some variety, and shorts with a lot of pockets and possibly a built in belting solution. I have lost my heart to many a sporty guy wearing said uniform, possibly the guy was riding a bike at …
You’re not supposed to touch the Richard Serra in the Olympic Sculpture Park, but it’s marked with perfect white pairs of hand prints anyways. There are a few shoe prints too, which I find somewhat disrespectful, but I can appreciated the desire to press your hands on the monumental rusty steel waves. I wonder if …