How do I convey the magic of getting in a car and simply driving down the California coast– on a Tuesday morning, all by myself, no less? Nothing in particular prompted this trip, other than my love for travel and a well-timed week with no other obligations. But of course, I am no stranger to…
From LA, drive eastward, out beyond Coachella, and take a right turn past nowhereland. There, in the middle of the desert, lies California’s largest body of water, the Salton Sea. It was dumped there by accident when an engineering mistake of epic proportions diverted the Colorado river into the hottest part of the valley. When it didn’t…
It was the only rainy day of our road trip, but luckily the rain went away and left only lingering gray skies once we crossed the border into Canada. Vancouver was our northernmost destination on the road trip, and it was the perfect finale to our amazing week. First, some views from Stanley Park which…
You would think we had planned it, the way we were greeted by colorful autumn leaves and perfect weather everywhere we went along our road trip. In reality, we were just really lucky. After our stops in Crater Lake, Portland, and a brief stop in Tacoma, We arrived in Seattle to bright sunny skies in…
Day three of our epic road trip up the west coast: on our way from Portland to Seattle, we made a little pit stop in Tacoma, Washington. On a friend’s suggestion (thanks Margaret!), I wanted to check out Tacoma’s Museum of Glass. We didn’t actually go inside, but we just scoped out the Chihuly Bridge of…
Portland is just as green as its reputation suggests. Green in the scenery, green in its hipster eco-friendliness. It’s a small, small town packed to the gills with bicycles and coffee shops. Charming. This was the first city we visited (after a stop at Crater Lake) on our epic Pacific coast road trip. We arrived…
A thousand miles, here we come. I will embarking on a week-long road trip with three friends: Howard, Vince, and Young from San Francisco up to Portland, Seattle, and Vancouver. We will be doing about 1-2 days in each city before we each fly out from Seattle on Friday. It was originally going to be…
The drive down I-5 from San Francisco down to Los Angeles is extremely boring for four of the six hours. Flat lands, straight two-lane highway, and the only somewhat interesting thing is the occasional semi-truck obstacle course or the not-so-pleasant odors of the industrial-sized cow farms. It isn’t until around hour 5 that you hit the Grapevine and…
Thank you so much to everyone for the birthday wishes. I apologize if my phone was off and I was unresponsive to Facebook posts, as was out in the desert for much of the day. A group of at least twenty of us took a brief trip out of Las Vegas to visit Red Rock…
I have fond memories of growing up in Michigan and looking out at the deck to see the feet of snow that piled on top of our picnic table outdoors to form a giant snow cake. Here in San Francisco we’re never really graced with such winter wonderlands. But it’s just as well, because I…
Even before it hits, you can feel it coming on. It takes but one step from the plane onto the jetway for it to strike in full force. The humidity. The heat. It’s a giant cloud stifling you with its sticky, unsolicited embrace. Welcome to Cincinnati. To be honest, I kind of missed it. There’s…