Well, we didn’t get into Neptune Oyster. The Boston restaurant is well-known both for its seafood and incredibly long lines (just Google it – you’ll read about both just in the page summaries). We arrived around 2:30 p.m., hungry for a late lunch, and I weaseled my way inside to inquire about getting a table …
How I Afford to Travel
As I’ve mentioned before, I get asked a lot about how Michael and I fund our travels, although rarely directly. Most of the time the question asked is, “How do you get to do all that?” rather than, “How can you afford it?” But I think we all know what they really mean. Neither of …
New Adventures
We should be pretty good at packing but it’s much harder this time around.
Should You Buy a Travel Journal?
Michael and I have been taking a trip to Europe every summer over the last four years, and each time we’ve brought along a journal each time to capture both the important and mundane parts of every day. It takes patience and diligence to keep a journal on the road; there has to be a …
Lost in Translation: My Unexpected Trip to an Italian Emergency Room
This wasn’t on our itinerary.
A Review of da Enzo al 29 in Rome, Italy
For my final meal in Rome, I knew Michael and I had to choose an amazing restaurant – but we just didn’t know where. Not wanting to suffer through another touristy spot, we consulted both the internet and our Airbnb hosts’ recommendations. We’d found that a lot of places require reservations, and we knew we …
How to Avoid Tourist Trap Restaurants
Sharing some of my best tips for avoiding tourist trap restaurants
Attending Nuit Blanche 2017 in Montréal, Quebec
We lucked out during our trip to Montréal, Quebec – the 2017 edition of the Montréal en Lumière festival, as well as the one-night-only Nuit Blanche (“White Night”) would be taking place while we were in town.
Traveling Light: My Favorite Travel Shoes in 2017
It’s inevitable.
As soon as I mention that I only bring a carry-on suitcase when I travel somewhere, no matter the length of the trip, I hear it from almost everyone.
“How can you do that? I mean, the shoes alone would take up all the space in my carry-on bag.”
It’s Nice to be Nice… (or “How we survived over 24 hours with the most miserable people ever”)
“If you don’t know it already, your flight has been canceled,” she said over the intercom, almost mockingly. We’d been at the Milan airport for almost nine hours when we heard this announcement. We’d shopped all there was to shop, eaten all we could manage to eat, and surfed the internet as much as the …