Boston is one of my favorite cities for a short weekend trip, so much so I’ve been 3 times in the past year. Clusters of distinct neighborhoods are tied together by Boston’s ubiquitous red brick, each equally proud of their own unique charms and of being a part of what makes Boston great. This is a city with working class roots and Ivy League pedigree with restaurants that offer far more than lobster rolls and chowder (though those are certainly worth seeking out while you’re here). The city’s core is highly walkable and the T(Boston’s train system) will get you anywhere else you want to go making Boston the perfect city for a quick sojourn. Here are my recommendations to get a taste of Boston in just a few days. Read More
It’s Saturday morning, 68 degrees with clear blue skies and a light breeze, the first truly gorgeous day of spring and I’m stuck in traffic. Inching our way through D.C.’s notoriously snarled beltway traffic we arrive at our destination 45 minutes late after a 4.5 hour drive. What could prompt me and my friend Katie (of Domestiphobia fame and the only person crazy enough to join me) to drive 8 hours round trip on an absolutely beautiful spring day?
What comes to mind when you think of Virginia Beach? If you’re like most people you think of the wide, sandy beaches and the gentle waves of the Atlantic; or perhaps the three mile long boardwalk presided over by King Neptune that’s just perfect for a summer stroll or bike ride.Within the past few years, thanks to the hard work of a handful of dedicated watermen, there’s something else you should think of in Virginia Beach.
I always knew I’d like New Orleans. This is a city with a long and fascinating history, music running through its veins and some of the best food on the planet. What’s not to like? That was great and all, but there was a little something else, something I can’t quite put my finger on that made me fall hard and fast for New Orleans. There is a general laid back, easy-going vibe and a joie de vivre here that makes the Big Easy quite easy to love. So while Frank Sinatra may have left his heart in San Francisco, here are a few reasons New Orleans will always have a piece of mine.
“Where am I going next?” This is a question constantly on every travelers mind. I’m currently in the pre-planning stages of our next big trip and I always enjoy this phase. With nothing yet on the books my mind is free to wander, the entire world an array of endless possibilities. I enjoy researching travel almost as much as the trip itself; I can easily spend hours pouring over travel magazines and blogs, each picture and story adding a little more fuel to my wanderlust. Polar bear safari in Manitoba or tango in Buenos Aires? Overwater bungalow in Bora Bora or a villa in Tuscany? At this stage the world is my oyster. Steve (my partner in crime) is having a milestone birthday this year (one of those that ends in zero) so my thoughts are leaning towards somewhere big, somewhere grand, somewhere epic.
The city of New Orleans has a lot going for it- the cobblestone streets of the French Quarter, a vibrant music culture, some of the best food in the U.S. and the easy going grandeur of the Garden District attract millions of visitors each year. Just beyond the city limits lies a completely different but equally fascinating world, where gnarled cypress laced with Spanish moss frame the silent waters and where the gator is king.
Ah, few things in life offer more freedom than a few days off, four wheels and the lure of the open road.
Set back within the residential Vieux Carre section of the French Quarter, the Maison DuPuy is a historic hotel with a casually gracious sense of hospitality. Located on the corner of Rue Toulouse and Rue Burgundy (pronounced “bur-GUN-dy” as any New Orleans native will quickly point out), the Maison DuPuy is located only 2 blocks from Bourbon Street, making it close enough to party (if that’s your thing) while being just enough out of the way to be quiet and relaxed. As with the French Quarter itself, the buildings that harbor the Maison DuPuy have seen many changes. Originally an industrial area these buildings once housed the nation’s first cotton press and later a number of sheet metal shops. After years as a historic residential area in 1973 the DuPuy brothers combined five large ornate townhouses and opened the doors to the Maison DuPuy Hotel.
To say that New Orleans is an eater’s kind of town is a huge understatement. With a long history as a cultural melting pot French,Spanish and German influences mixed with Afro-Caribbean elements to create a cuisine that is wholly unique to New Orleans. This is the city that invented the cocktail (thank you by the way) and where brunch is a spectator sport. Tradition is rooted strongly here with several restaurants being in operation for over a century but the past few years have also seen a new breed of chef stretching New Orleans’ culinary boundaries with delicious result. Grab your fork, these are my picks of where to eat in New Orleans. Read More