On our last day in Boston we did something I never did in all the time I spent there during college. We paid to take a tour of Freedom Trail with the Freedom Trail Foundation. What’s cool about the tour is that each guide plays the role of an historical figure, which provides context and an entertaining story.
Continue reading The Freedom Trail (or to Steal or Not to Steal from the Long Dead)
We woke up this morning to a city in lockdown mode. Bombers on the loose (actually only one by the time we woke up) and a massive manhunt underway.
We planned our trip to Boston months ago and there was no way evil killers were going to keep us away from the city that is replete with college memories for me.
It’s starting to feel like spring. And when it feels like spring, we get the urge to go day tripping. Today’s destination was Storm King Art Center in New Windsor, NY. A beautiful outdoor museum set on 500 acres, I can only imagine how gorgeous it must be when leaves are on the trees and flowers blanket the meadows.
Opryland truly is a small continent. Actually, it’s kind of like another planet. With an immense indoor outlet mall, a 25-screen movie theater and a huge hotel called the Gaylord Opryland, the likes of which I haven’t seen outside of Vegas. It has several (yes, several) huge lobbies replete with indoor waterfalls and rivers. Not to mention the Grand Ole Opry itself, which is a lot less impressive in person than I expected. It’s essentially a big brick building.
For the first time in many, many years I explored a new city on my own (poor husband had to toil away at work). As much as I adore my amazing girls and my husband, I don’t remember the last time I had the opportunity to discover a new place on my own terms. It was delightful (and it helped that the weather was beautiful).
The girls are with my mom for their winter break and I invited myself on my husband’s business trip to Nashville. We arrived a few hours ago and spent a couple of hours exploring the main drag downtown. After lunch, we hit a bar and listened to some live music, which is everywhere. There are a lot of bars up and down Broadway and each one seemed to offer live bands – some of which were as country as they come while others were a little more rock. The band that was performing in the photo fell into the latter category, thankfully.
Boogie boarding in the ocean is as fun in 2012 as it was in 2010 (credit to Echo and the Bunnymen’s “Seven Seas” for the accompanying music).
Continue reading A Few Final Observations About Our Vacation
After a couple of weeks at the beach, we’re now immersing ourselves in revolutionary history at Williamsburg.
We’re all about communing with nature here at Hilton Head. The alligators are ever-present, lurking in the ponds, keeping a lookout for stray golfballs and eyeing humans with suspicion, as evidenced by the photo of Chloe standing next to one below.
