Our 2019 Spring Break trip was a highly anticipated opportunity to put everything we learned on the road last summer to the test. We would pack lighter and smarter. We would camp with finesse. We’d make it look easy – like those pretty people on Instagram who live in a utopia with no dirty laundry … More Spring Break Professionals
For Christmas 2018, we packed up our clan and headed out to southern Utah for a family week of skiing and holiday cheer. Packing for such a trip is no easy feat for a bunch of sea-level dwellers who wear shorts and flip-flops the entire year. Monica dusted off her ski clothes which date back … More What happens in Utah, stays in Utah
Nearly six months after Monica was accepted on the John Ritter Foundation team for the New York City Marathon, it was time to see if all those early wake-up calls, all those long runs, and all the moans and groans had paid off. She packed, and repacked her bags to make sure nothing was missing. … More No, sleep ’til Brooklyn… or Staten Island or Queens or the Bronx or Manhattan.
Friends, a lot happens on a two-month road trip and as I look back, there are so many tantrums, moments of frustration, periods of sheer joy, and hilarity that didn’t make it into the blog. Here’s a look back at some of the things that didn’t get their day of internet fame: The lamp and … More Outtakes from the road
It’s hard to write about Yellowstone. Do you want me to tell you about grizzly bears? Didn’t see one. You want to hear about Old Faithful? Didn’t see it either. How about its majestic lodge? Sorry. If this had been the first stop on our trip, we probably would have done it all. But at … More Beating the crowds in Yellowstone – not literally
After Coeur D’Alene we didn’t have far to go to reach Missoula, Montana. I’ve never been to Montana, so I was excited to cross another state off my list. I was also excited to visit Missoula because Monica has been raving about Missoula since I met her. Seems her ex-boyfriend was from Missoula. I was … More Missoula, an American paradise with a chicken in every pot and two food trucks in every driveway.
This summer marks our third trip to visit friends in Hood River in the past 5 years. This town, resting between the foothills of Mt. Hood and the Columbia River Gorge, is what we want America to be. Country roads are lined with blueberry patches, cherry orchards and fields of lavender, with signs inviting you … More Hood River Redux
There isn’t much that can be said about Yosemite that hasn’t been said before. We’ve seen the crisp black and white photos of Ansel Adams and the vivid color of the Apple desktop background on Macbooks throughout the world. Yosemite needs no introduction. I grew up in Southern California. The only notion of family vacation … More Serenity in Yosemite
Our visit to Zion was too brief, but the heat and cost of the accommodations motivated us to continue west. Destination: a little uncertain. A few days ahead we had a reservation at Yosemite National Park, which we already visited a few years ago. We had a little apprehension about the crowds that would greet … More Vegas baby! And Death… Valley.
We left Santa Fe after four nights in the tight confines of a hotel. It bordered on a being a really nice hotel. The rooms were “okay,” the restaurant was really good, the pool area was pleasant. One section of the hotel (not ours) came with a butler! Monica learned that those who accidentally enter … More We boldly leave Santa Fe…and only make it an hour down the road.