Though I left the hallowed halls of learning for the final time a few years ago, even now, as an old man, I remember those days fondly. And I remember, especially, the first big spring break trip I took as a college student to southern West Virginia.
Read MoreThis was January 20, 2009, and I was in Washington, D.C. for the first time. Standing on the National Mall for the first time. Seeing the Lincoln Memorial for the first time. Witnessing the inauguration of the president, a black man sworn into the highest office in the land — for the first time.
Read MoreAlert, Nunavut, is the kind of place I used to look up on my laptop when I was supposed to be paying attention during class in college, the kind of place that is so unusual or awesomely difficult to get to that it presented a natural magnetic attraction for me.
Read MoreFor the past few months my friend Emily Mesner has been working as a media specialist for Denali National Park and Preserve in the Interior of Alaska. She has taken countless stunning photos during here time out on the Last Frontier and she was kind enough to let me share some of them on my blog.
Read MoreYou've heard of Yosemite, Yellowstone, and Zion. You could name in which state you'd find the Grand Tetons, the Grand Canyon, and the Great Smoky Mountains. But the most-visited national parks constitute just a fraction of the beautiful federally-protected lands that you can visit in the United States.
Read MoreOn Saturday, three hours or so past the crack of dawn, a friend, my brother, and myself squashed ourselves into my brother's black Ford Focus and took to the freeway, heading south for the great(ish) state of Indiana, America's Crossroads, as they say.
Read MoreFor four-ish days near the end of August 2015, I found myself in America’s largest city, the one they say never sleeps, trying to follow suit with that oft-used phrase while there. On the 16th anniversary of the terrorist attacks of 9/11, I recount my visit from two years ago and the time I spent at the National September 11 Memorial & Museum.
Read MoreOnce upon a time, almost three years ago in the fall of 2014, I witnessed the majesty of Niagara Falls for the very first time — from the American side in New York. This month, though, I discovered why people tend to say the view is better from the Canadian side.
Read MoreWith all of the shenanigans going on in America at present, a little escape to our friendly northern neighbor seemed like quite a good idea. And, as the saying goes, go big or go home — right?
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