On 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 MoreIt started, as a handful of shenanigans do, with wine and whiskey. One after the other, poured in our little plastic cups as we sat all chummy on a Greyhound-type bus, heading north from the city of Buenos Aires into the Argentinian country side.
Read MoreOn my list of places to visit, Asia had never really presented a particular draw for me. So I surprised myself in May 2015 when the pieces fell into position and I spent most of the month on the other side of the world in China.
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 MoreI hate to be the one to break it to you, but summer is pretty much over. Pumpkin spice-everything is already lining the shelves at your local grocery store, the pumpkin-shaped Reese’s have sprouted from the soon-to-be leaf-littered ground, and, perhaps most importantly, football season is underway. Instead of fighting it, why not just turn the page and delight in all that the autumn season has to offer?
Read MoreHad I known I was going to slap together a photo essay in advance, I probably would have gotten some other shots, as well, but I think this group of images does the day-long stay on the island a sufficient amount of justice.
Read MoreI wrote a post a couple months back about things to do in Northern Michigan this summer, which included such selections as taking a wine tour on Old Mission Peninsula and hitting up one of Michigan's various islands — like Mackinac or Beaver. I now see that an eighth item was glaringly omitted from that list.
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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