We’ve gone and booked it! A two month journey in planes, trains, and automobiles. This (Northern Hemisphere) spring we’re heading off to spend a bit of time adventuring. We hope to catch up with friends and family and meet strangers who will soon become both! Whether on the other side of the world or this one…we’re ready for the adventure. Read the rest of this entry
It’s been officially a year since we launched into what was originally to be about a one month road trip and then a short stint in a winter-free zone. Ummm….we’re still here! Read the rest of this entry
The world-wide community of travelers is constantly growing. Solo, family, couple, luxury, budget – whatever you fancy, it’s out there. In search of those who desire to travel and learn from each experience, I’ve connected with many travelers making their way in the world. The Tupy’s and I have some common connections. They are an international couple who met abroad in a third location. One of them is a teacher. They learn as they go using various means necessary and staying in varied accommodations. They search for enriching experiences that are both perspective changing and provide growth. They’re not sure where they’ll settle and want the opportunity to choose whatever spot in the world suits them best for that time. They’re on a journey. Here they share a bit of the insight they’ve gained along the way.
It’s done. Our three and a half week cross-country road trip has landed us in San Diego, California. This journey was more than accommodations, food, photos and ticks on a map. This trip, that I’ve always wanted to do, proved even more meaningful than I had first thought. Yes, we traveled through twenty-two states, visited many gorgeous national parks, sang with country music stars at the Grand Ole Opry and celebrated Christmas with thousands in Las Vegas, but still, it was much more. Read the rest of this entry
It’s exceptionally easy to understand where New Mexico gets its name. Known as the land of enchantment, I can honestly say it’s the prettiest state I’ve ever seen. Driving west on Route 40 from Amarillo (Texas), New Mexico welcomes you with open arms. Yellows, greens, browns, ambers, oranges and reds pop along the open plains speckled with jumping junipers. The land meets the bluest of blue skies at the horizon as the cotton ball-like clouds float above just out of fingertip reach. As the sunlight dances on earth’s terra firma, nothing but beautiful strips of nature are beside us while an entire state embraces guests. Read the rest of this entry
The license plates on the cars in the car park of the Oklahoma City Holiday Inn this morning said it all. There were cars from New York, Colorado, Iowa, Florida, Texas, Missouri, Arkansas and more. The road is open to all. The last few days we have awakened to news of more violence around the world. Deplorable acts on innocent people have left hearts aching on all continents. Discrimination is unacceptable. The road does not discriminate, the road says otherwise. The open roads around the world call to travelers of all ages and stages in search of that ever elusive ‘something’ that only the road provides. These last few days we’ve had the privilege of being part of that wonderful diversity on the open road. Read the rest of this entry
From Memphis, Tennessee to Little Rock, Arkansas is a straight shot on route 40 West. Within minutes of heading out of Memphis the ‘Welcome to Arkansas’ sign greets travelers in the middle of a bridge welcoming visitors to The Natural State! It was on this road (so far in the trip) that I felt we were reliving a scene out of Thelma and Louise. Driving on the open road amidst the endless plains alongside trucks and travelers alike, we were in middle America. We’ve passed silos and farms, grains, tractors and trailers, country towns and suburban sprawls and made our way down the two-lane highway as so many have done before and millions more will after us. It could have been a scene out of any movie or a page out of history and we remembered again just how lucky we are to be able to traverse these lane ways. Read the rest of this entry
I’ve wanted to go to Nashville since I met my friend, Naomi, my first week at Brandeis University. Since that first meeting, I’ve visited her four times and have seen a new part of this city and its surroundings each time. This was Mat’s first time in the home of country music and we had a blast! Getting to take in a show where the Grand Ole Opry got its start (at the Ryman Auditorium) was incredible. It was as if we were living a scene out of a movie. The radio announcer for WSM Radio had a podium in the corner of the stage and not only introduced each act, but in between, did the commercials for places such as Cracker Barrel and Dollar General. As he spoke, his voice sounded perfectly built for radio and although it took a minute to realize that we were all now on the radio, it felt as time stood still and the world of television did not yet exist. There was something pretty special about sitting in those pews where so many have sat before us. In this place where newcomers share the same stage with country royalty and fans get up close interactions with their favourite stars or those who will soon become favourites, magic happens. This was an experience in itself. Read the rest of this entry
I can’t believe it! The day has finally arrived! We’re heading off on a grand adventure driving across the United States to spend a North American winter in San Diego. There’s been so very much travel dreaming and planning that the day just kind of snuck up on me. Read the rest of this entry
“…They’ll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They’ll find they have reserved
seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes.
And they’ll watch the game and it’ll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so
thick they’ll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the
years, Ray, has been baseball.” –Terrence Mann (James Earl Jones), Field of Dreams
This week we celebrated Mat’s 37th birthday. A three-part baseball extravaganza (with a bit of travel) was the plan. Although we couldn’t control the weather or the results of the games, we know it’s not the action itself, but our response that matters. Thanks to my dad and his kind company, to kick off the week’s celebration we sit field level at Yankee Stadium for a game during Jeter’s final season. A bit cold and dreary, but an evening at a world-renown baseball stadium no less and that is never a disappointment. The smack of the bat coupled with the roar of the crowd as the ball jumps the back fence is infectious as always. A bit of drizzle won’t stop the boys in pinstripes or the faithful fans who come to witness a bit of America’s pastime. No matter the day, an evening on Rivera Avenue in the Bronx is special. Read the rest of this entry