Riots, it would seem, are the theme of this week. It seemed rather apt, then, that I share with you some photos of Vancouver taken several long weeks ago, just days before Vancouver dealt with its own batch of civil unrest. I had headed up to Canada for a conference specifically geared towards travel bloggers,…
What seems like a lifetime ago, Rand and I were in Bavaria (turns out it was just this past spring). We try to visit southern Germany whenever we can, as my dad and stepmother live there. On our last trip, by a strange confluence of events, we found ourselves there at the same time as…
At the risk of sounding truly lame and wishy-washy, I will say this: I love Boston and New York equally. I know, I know, given the long-standing rivalry between these towns (one whose origins escape me – did it really start with baseball? I mean, really? Edit: Apparently no, it didn’t) what I’ve just said amounts…
While my blog doesn’t have an official launch date, I’ve declared its birthday sometime in the first week of July. Like an irresponsible parent, I don’t remember when my creation first came into the world, and I was only marginally interested in those early months. Since the beginning of July was when I started to…
Last month, we spent a few days in New York before heading to Boston. The weather cooperated, the cupcakes were plentiful, and I remembered why one of my favorite cities in the world is precisely that. Here are ten photos from our adventures in Manhattan. The theater district, afternoon sun. – – Kissing in Times…
It is Monday morning, and do to some unforeseen and unfortunate circumstances, I find myself in rural New Jersey (note: being in Jersey itself isn’t actually that unfortunate, but why we are here is. More on that at a later date). As this trip was unplanned, I was actually struggling to find something appropriate to blog…
I love London. I’ve heard people complain that it’s too big and heartless, the locals too rude and impersonal, but I’ve never gotten that impression. I find the city vibrant and welcoming and a little quirky, and that goes double for most of its inhabitants. And coming from the-perpetually-damp-Seattle, I can laugh when people complain…
I feel like Billy Pilgrim: I have come unstuck in time. A friend asked me where exactly I had been recently, because she had followed my antics through Rome, then there was something about Air France, then something about Boston, and she was utterly confused. Why I very much would like to claim that I…
To follow up on yesterday’s ten facts about San Marino, I decided to add some visuals of our trip to the lovely little mountain town country. My apologies to those of you who dislike top ten lists, or have a phobia of the number ten, or sustained some traumatic injury as a child while learning…
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