In 2005, my family spent six weeks living in Whistler, British Columbia. My dad and brother flew, but my mother and I drove an SUV full of everything we’d need including four suitcases, three computers (remote work, ftw!), three pets, and one litter box.
This is the story of Sherra and Ashley’s Cross Country Adventure.
Spoiler alert: things get REAL WEIRD in Colorado.
August 20, 2005. I was 20 years old, had 6 years of French under my belt, and got to fly international first…
I’ve always been a less-than-adventurous eater; I ate PB&J sandwiches or peanut butter & crackers every day for lunch from Kindergarten through…
This post comes from my grandmother Mary Bell’s memoirs Squatter’s Rites: 101 Travel Stories for the Vicarious Traveler. She wrote them during the…
I’m a big fan of Uber. It’s convenient, keeps me from having to talk on the phone to anyone, makes payment simple.…
The alarm goes off three hours earlier than usual. I slam my hand down on the phone to shut it off. Waking…
2015 was a fun travel year for us. Though we didn’t hit any international destinations,we still made our way from end of the country to the other…