If there was a prize given by Hawaii to the person who went through the greatest lengths to get to their state {not counting the Polynesians who actually rowed there}, I believe I’d be the hands-down winner.
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I’ve never been one much for bodies of water whether it be brooks, streams, rivers, ponds, lakes, seas, or oceans. I’d like to think it has to do with not spending much time around any of those things growing up, but perhaps it has more to do with the lack of control and the unknown that lies beneath. I almost drowned floating a river in my 20s, so to say I have trepidation when it comes to water deeper than my bathtub is an understatement.
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I’ve since left the salty air of the Dead Sea and the seemingly never-ending blue skies and mountainous, desert landscape of the Middle East, and I can’t help but reflect on the last ten days of my Jordan journey.
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In a couple of weeks I’m headed to Canada for the first time, specifically Toronto. Shamefully, the three things I know about Toronto are the following: Blue Jays, Raptors, and the CN Tower. Shame on me, right? How could I be so neglectful to my neighbor to the north? During my four nights in Toronto, going to the top of the CN Tower is one of my priorities. Although I’m afraid of heights, I love a great skyscraper as well as seeing a city from above. In this guest post by Simon Zedd, the five tallest buildings in the world are profiled. Sadly for the USA, inventor of the skyscraper, this list is dominated by Asia and the Middle East.
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I’ll never forget the first time I bought an airline ticket using reward miles. I felt like I’d won the lottery. Never mind I saved for years to accumulate those 100,000 miles. I’ve gotten a bit smarter about earning miles since then.
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Prague’s Black Angel’s Bar is easy to miss, which is exactly how it was designed.
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There aren’t many things that bring me as much joy and heartache as the thought of 48 hours in Paris. On one hand, I have 48 hours in Paris! And on the other, I only have 48 hours in Paris? When faced with the fantastic dilemma of filling two nights in the City of Light, what would you do?
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Even the best accountant can miss costs. I’m not claiming to be one of those, but I can usually guesstimate how much I’m going to spend on a trip. I’m not talking about stuff like Starbucks at the airport, even though those little things add up. Instead, I’m referring to the stuff that I flat over look no matter how much I travel. It absolutely chaps my hide every time. You’d think I’d learn by now.
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My, what a difference a couple of weeks can make.
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I don’t think you can truly say that you’ve “done” Italy unless you’ve ridden the rails. I’m not just talking about the fancy, high-speed trains that connect the major cities, but also the less glamorous regional trains like the one from Naples to Sorrento.
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There’s one road in and one road out of Cadaqués, Spain, and that’s exactly how the locals like it. Once only accessible by sea, this former fishing village now has a two-lane road that snakes through the mountainous Cap de Creus National Park, one of Catalonia’s largest protected areas. Cadaqués isn’t easy to get to, but I find that most great places are aren’t.
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Strangely enough, when I stepped off my Vueling flight from Barcelona into Paris’ Orly Airport, a sense of comfort and calmness enveloped me, which took me by surprise. Despite this only being my second time in Paris, I felt like I was home.
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I love Fridays for a number of reasons, but this Friday is extra special. Why? It’s because I’m co-hosting my first ever #FriFotos on Twitter. What’s that you ask? Well, it’s an internationally trending, 24-hour chat where people all over the world share their photos that best represent the week’s topic. It’s tons of fun and anyone with a Twitter {or Instagram} account can participate by simply following the #FriFotos hashtag and including it in your Tweets. What’s even better is that I got to help choose the topic. So what do you think I picked?
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In order to get to heaven, sometimes you have to go through hell to get there. That’s certainly true when it comes to the Devils River.
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I’ve confessed my love for Las Vegas and sing its praises every chance I get. Given my recent devotion to all things Europe, this proclamation is often met with a look of surprise and a head shake. While I admit I haven’t given Sin City the love it deserves recently, I still am one of its biggest fans.
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It’s difficult for me to fathom, but I’ve resided in a city of over four million as long as I lived in a town of 1,000. Although I’ve lived in cities my entire adult life, I still associate myself with a small town; it shaped who I am. Houston isn’t home. It’s simply where my stuff is. No matter how many miles I fly or five-star hotels I sleep in, at heart, I’m still that eight-year-old girl that learned to drive on West Texas dirt roads. Yet, for some reason she’s gotten pushed aside–that is until a recent trip to Telluride.
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Arrogant. Boastful. Proud. These words have been used to describe Texas and her people for centuries.
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When it comes to travel, I’ve learned something is better than nothing. This lesson was tested to the max with just 24-hours in London.
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I’ve recently toyed with the idea of moving outside of the USA, and I’ve had brief tastes of what it would be like. I’ve spent a month in China, Singapore, and most recently, Europe. However, one month does not an expat make. In each of those locales, I made it a point to immerse myself as a local, especially in Europe. Staying in Go with Oh apartments and hanging out with locals certainly helped in that regard.
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There is no doubt that the Las Vegas strip is appealing in a French-speaking-Bradley-Cooper-sort-of-way. Its lights are beautiful, over-the-top, and beg to be ogled over. It’s easy to love the Strip’s grand architecture and mind-boggling creativity. Yep, Bradley Cooper the Strip is sexy.
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