Postcard from Oahu, Hawaii:
Postcard from San Diego: The two hour drive south to San Diego has become so easy, I find myself asking “Can we move here?”
And you, Santa Barbara – with your perfectly-spaced palm trees, stucco public spaces and pervading smell of fresh bread – you make me feel contentment.
Saying goodbye to my Grandpa, I realize that it’s the travels of our heart – and not our feet – that matter most…
Shouldn’t a real holiday be an escape from chore lists and the pressure to be somewhere and do something? What happens when you purposely make a trip without plans?
Here’s how to take a local environment and turn it into a traveling microadventure, L.A. style: urban camping in a one-bedroom apartment!
Because a road trip across these vast MIdwestern plains is so indescribable, you need more than one travel playlist to roll you toward the next (distant) destination.