We fell for the charms of northern Iowa (would you ever expect to say that!?).  The re-enactment was a large part of it - when you stumble on men wearing costumes and shooting cannons at each other, how could you...

We're in Maine.  It was -17 deg F this morning when we woke up (before factoring in the wind chill).  Home for the holidays.  This feels so much better than 70 deg and sand.  Scott does not share my enthusiasm.  He insists...

Scott and I love the thrill of looking for that unexpected grab-you-by-the-ass wonder.  There's no cool kid way of describing how it feels when your soul gets tickled.  That's why we travel.  Often places will do that to people and...