Paradise by the Dashboard Light
Rubber ducks may be cute, but when they start rearranging themselves on your dashboard, it’s hard not to wonder what they’re talking about.
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Rubber ducks may be cute, but when they start rearranging themselves on your dashboard, it’s hard not to wonder what they’re talking about.
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Sunny isn’t just the Jeep I could always spot in a parking lot. He represents a moment in my life when everything felt new, uncertain, and full of possibility.
A side-by-side staycation comparison of two Scottsdale resorts.
Two Tickets to Paradise Read More »
From Sydney adventures, a visit to New Zealand and exploring Brisbane, Melbourne, Noosa, Adelaide, and Kangaroo Island, a part of my heart is Down Under.
Do You Come From a Land Down Under? Read More »
A northern Arizona escape via the Grand Canyon Railway offered cool temperatures, cozy B&Bs, and a fresh perspective on a familiar wonder.
It’s a Marshmallow World Read More »
Stockholm has been calling me back since my very first solo trip abroad in 2005. This visit mixed familiar streets with new discoveries – including a long-overdue adventure into the famed archipelago (and the adoption of Moose).
Where the Folks Are Fine and the World Is Mine Read More »
A return trip to Porto turned into something unexpected when my visit coincided with São João – a centuries-old festival involving fireworks, street parties, and gently bonking strangers with toy hammers.
Exploring southern Arizona (Tucson, Bisbee & Tombstone) with my brother revealed historic towns, copper mines, desert landscapes, and the breathtaking climb to Mt. Lemmon – adventure, history, and cacti included.
I’ve Been Through the Desert… Read More »
A spa getaway with my mom at Civana in Carefree offered relaxation, fitness, and all-you-can-drink smoothies – set against Arizona’s warm desert backdrop. Sometimes, changing scenery changes everything.
Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes Read More »
Returning to Pine Mountain, GA, reminded me why childhood escapes matter – Callaway Gardens still charms with lakes, fountains, mini golf, and a dash of history.
Oh, When I Look Back Now Read More »