9:45 am Outside of Jack’s Wife FredaI’m faced with it again. To fall on old habits, or to make new ones. It’s easy,…
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Taking Amtrak from NYC to Montréal.
Falling in love with trains, all over again.
Simple, clean, and understated. The three words I would use to describe my travel style. Packing for multiple weeks at a time, I…
New York, the city that sweeps me off my feet every time I go.
It’s hard not to get lost in the moment, to be completely emerged in the energy of the city that never sleeps, and to lose track of all time. Every time I set foot in the city, I find myself returning to old rituals and making new traditions. This trip to New York was a last minute, spur of the moment – just the way I love a trip. With no plans for the 12 days there, I arrived with a suitcase stuffed with all of my jackets, and ready for whatever was going to come.
A whirlwind of a few hours and suddenly you find yourself in the color Autumn of Upstate New York. Just 30 miles north…
The “Fence” at Blue Hill Stone Barns
One perk of Manhattan that cities like San Francisco or Seattle will never have is rooftops. Stunning views of the city, top bartenders,…