Travel


Jun
29
2008

What Would The Internet Do? (In Which You Help Us Choose Our Vacation Spot For The Third Time)

Some decisions are easy: chicken or beef, paper or plastic, crunchy or smooth. I bet if I asked you right now, you'd choose between them without a moment's hesitation and then you wouldn't give it a second thought. (Chicken, paper, crunchy for me, please.) See? Easy.

But here is a tougher decision. In fact, here is the toughest decision, most likely the toughest decision ever made by ANYONE, ANYWHERE, and when I tell you what it is, you will see why.

If you had to choose between going to Paris or going to Rome, which would you choose?

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Jun
09
2008

The Art Of Losing

I haven't been in Berlin an hour before I've moved us here, mentally picking up our lives in California and setting them down in some charming apartment with high ceilings and wide windows, a view onto a sidewalk cafe, the sound of church bells every morning. I'm fickle like this with new cities; it is, after all, how we ended up in San Francisco. I fall in love with a place easily, impetuously, often to the point of distraction. Perhaps because I've never really belonged anywhere for long, I always immediately see myself belonging.

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May
15
2008

One If By Land

You know what I don't really want to see again for a very long time? I don't really want to see another airport. In the last five days alone, I've walked through, waited in, and shaken my fist at six---San Francisco, Washington Dulles, Charleston, Charlotte, Orlando, and Denver---and now they're all starting to blur together in a terrible montage of Wolfgang Puck Express sandwiches and endless moving walkways.

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May
01
2008

Come On Feel The Illinois(e), Part Two

(Part One of our Chicago adventure is here. Also, just as a warning, this post is LONG. Apparently I have a problem with brevity when recapping vacations, so I would advise you to grab some snacks now. And also maybe your cane and some Metamucil, in case you turn another year older while reading this.)

 

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Apr
29
2008

Come On Feel The Illinois(e), Part One

When the stupid alarm went off on Thursday morning, I thought it was a joke. The stupid alarm, you see, went off at 4am, and there is little in life more unpleasant than being forcibly woken up at 4am, except for being forcibly woken up at 4am when there is no coffee in the house. So that was a fun hour between crawling out of bed and crawling into the airport. Did you know how many new curse words you could make using variations of just one curse word?

 

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Apr
16
2008

First Things First: Will It Really Be Windy?

I've got quite a bit of travel coming up over the next few weeks and months, and while I'm looking forward to it---I've actually come to the conclusion that I feel most like myself when I'm worrying about the whereabouts of my government-issued photo ID and whether security will notice that my Ziploc bag is just a little bit bigger than quart-sized---I do also find myself having an automatic reaction whenever I think about it, and that automatic reaction is this: simultaneous bone-crunching exhaustion and a rising panic at the impending change in my routine.

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Nov
01
2007

This One Is More Full-Fat Than "Lite," Sorry About That

So we haven't had a Bachelor post in a while, have we, and that's sort of because I pretty much forgot to Bring Out The Snark on last week's epsiode. Which is kind of a shame, actually, because there was plenty to snark about. One girl (Hillary, in case you care) had sort of a two year old's tantrum crossed with a low-grade panic attack at the end, all because Brad didn't offer her a rose.

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