When I was in High School, I had the opportunity to travel to France for a week with my French class. We arrived in Nice towards the end of Mardi Gras and even got the chance to see the burning of the King on the Mediterranean (the King was a paper mache statue that looked out over the celebrations). Visiting Paris and the Eiffel Tower was also a great experience, but unfortunately we didn’t get to go to the Louvre. It was closed for renovations. This was, for me, a once in a lifetime trip that probably will not be repeated.
Other than the shoveling and scraping, I normally enjoy a good snowstorm. It's a chance to slow down a bit, read a good book (or two), and see all of my neighbors at the grocery store at the same time. But this last blizzard made me slightly stir crazy. So, I decided to plan a road trip. Nothing battles a case of winter blahs like thinking about the freedom of a vacation.
On a dreary afternoon like today, it is extremely difficult to stop the travel bug once I have let it free. So I won’t. I have explored much of Europe and have a good list started for visiting in the US, but I can’t stop there. No, now I am thinking globally. So here it is…my list.
This past winter, our idea to hop five Hawaiian Islands in eleven days gave new meaning to the words "Travelers' Advisory," as I performed "trip research" using travel books and websites. My husband and I decided that our objective was to experience Hawaii's premier activities and sights with the mindset that we may never return.
"So much to do, so little time" was our mantra as we stepped onto Hawaiian soil at Honolulu. Just to recap, my husband and I allotted ourselves eleven days to take in the "best" (for us) in the islands. Previous planning had paid off, as it usually does with time constraints, but we made sure to relax oceanside here and there from Waikiki Beach to a private lagoon at Kona. Listed here, without order of preference, are the activities and sights that earned our time and hearts:
When my fiancé and I first started discussing where to go on our honeymoon this summer, I have to admit, I had very grand ideas. Finally, I had to narrow my focus and find somewhere close and not too overindulgent, since we have been putting a lot of money into our old farmhouse.
A Story of Anguish, Restoration … and Years Later, Still Inspiration
Bill Hancock wasn’t looking for healing when, months after the death of his son in a Colorado plane crash, he set out on a 2,700-mile, Pacific-to-Atlantic bicycle trip across back-roads America. “We were going on an adventure. Nothing more,” he'd later write. The Kansas City-area resident had no plans for a book, either, but wound up pouring his heart into Riding with the Blue Moth.