Last year, I went to Copenhagen for the first time. It was late May and the city was at peak bloom. I also ate and ate and ate. Rolling our bags from the Nørreport metro station to Ibsens Hotel, it felt like my friends Anthony, Brian...
Black lava rocks lying beside bands of turquoise water are right up our (#beachgoth-loving) alley, but after a few days of beach hopping in Kona, we wanted to feel a bit more...
Where in the world have we been these past few weeks? Good question. What we thought would be a one-week-or-so-break ended up stretching for a month, and we're sorry to leave you hanging! Ryan and I have been traveling (to Kona, Hilo and Seattle; not bad gigs),...
For the weekend we headed east — traded our cushy garden sofa and aloe hammock for a campsite in Joshua Tree National Park. Objective: to see clear skies, to clear our minds and to bond with friends we barely ever get to see. And to check out the...
Today I start a new job (!) and have my first big deadline of the semester, and also — what’s that? — Ryan has just informed me that the Super Bowl is happening this Sunday. (If your yard isn’t covered under two feet of snow...
We’re very much into the whole “buy experiences rather than things” thing. So when Ryan suggested we celebrate my birthday by going to Portland, I said, “Put a bird on it!” and by “bird” I mean me, and by “it” I mean the City of...
“This place is classic Hawaii,” the guy tells us from across the pool table at Stevenson’s Library at the Grand Hyatt Kauai. He’s a local and has been coming here for years. For Ryan and me, this is only our second trip to the hotel...
Boarding happened in record time. The first rows were called at 10 AM, and all passengers were boarded — with seatbacks and tray tables in their fully upright and locked positions — by 10:12. “This isn’t the flight you want to miss,” the gate agent said as she scanned...
Hey! How was your Thanksgiving? Right now we're writing to you from among the air-sweetening plumerias, fiery crotons, ti and taro of Kauai, Hawaii. Oh yes. Papayas for breakfast, purple Molokai potatoes with coconut for lunch. Wild chickens everywhere. Fifty gigs on Ryan's camera and counting. So...
Earlier this summer — after our dogwood layover and stalking of rad rhododendron — we explored the famed modern/classical mashup of Snug Harbor Farm in Kennebunk, Maine. The three-acre property was established in 1991. Snug Harbor’s specialty is its world-class topiary, which it sells year-round from its greenhouses: joyous cubes, cones,...