Two weeks ago, I was packing for our eagerly anticipated trip to Maui, stashing extra sunscreen in suitcase pockets and making a quick dash to Powell's for reading material.
We flew to England four days before my best friend Brittany's wedding festivities started, both as an attempt to acclimate to the greater time difference from the west coast (now a formidable eight hours instead of five), and to eat, drink, and wander around in one of our favorite cities.
Though my parents lived in Seattle for a number of years before I was born, my only contact with the city was in waving goodbye to the skyline as our cruise ship disembarked on its way to Alaska--this cruise was a college graduation present, which is to say, years ago.
It's disconcerting to visit a new place with certain expectations, only to arrive and find that your expectations missed the mark.
I hesitate to use the term 'bucket list' for fear of accidentally linking myself with Jack Nicholson, but with a week or so remaining in Brooklyn, I have no choice but to create a mini-list of things to see before we leave for the West Coast.
We took a day trip this weekend with our end destination determined, but no other parts of the day fleshed out.
In most Copenhagen guidebooks, the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art is placed in the list of 'top 10 musts', along with a haphazard collections of other 'must' items that includes smorrebrød (open-faced sandwiches), Fredericksborg Slot, the National Gallery, the main harbor of Nyhavn, Tivoli, and Danish design.
Over the past four years, my college roommate, maid of honor, and dear friend Brittany has slowly become British.
If Copenhagen were the meat (or cheese, if you're a vegetarian!) of our trip, then London served as the sandwich bread for said meat.
We just flew home from a nine day trip to London and Copenhagen.
I grew up outside of Washington, DC, before spending over four years after college in the DC area.
Portland is surrounded by mountains and bordered by the Columbia and Willamette Rivers.
We’ve had several people ask us how we’d describe Portland’s food culture, and we’ve found ourselves repeating words: unpretentious, fun, ingredient focused, and welcoming.
I'm still organizing and editing the many pictures we took in Portland, with the hopes of sharing these pictures and thoughts on the various aspects of the city (coffee, food, nature) by next week!
We flew the red eye back from Portland, Oregon tonight (last night?!).
It's time for my second travel feature!
We just returned from a weekend trip to Long Island's East End.
On Saturday, we took a day trip to Upper Manhattan, specifically West 110th-122nd Streets.
In April, Justin and I are taking a long-anticipated trip to Portland, Oregon.