america
Travel from sea to shining sea; by car or by plane, there's plenty to see in the good ole US of A.
Worth the Gamble
Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada. I zigzag my way through the airport crowd, in between the hundreds of walks of life who came from all over the country and probably even the world to be here. Some traveling for business, others for pleasure—maybe for a little of both. A wild getaway of finer living with a touch of risky behavior and revealing outfits. It is good to be back—and to be of legal drinking and gambling age.
By Jordan Murphy9 years ago in Wander
Quest of the Phoenix 2017 (3)
The clock in my room had not been adjusted for Daylight Savings Time and I forgot to correct it, so I thought I was getting up at like 6:30 but actually it was 5:30. So when I went out for continental breakfast 15 minutes later (they’d said that breakfast started at 6:30), I was actually 45 minutes early instead of within the proper range. The Spanish speaking guys were hanging around the lobby ignoring me and talking to each other as I wondered why the bread products were still half-frozen and why I could smell eggs but not see any yet. At least I got a bagel and some coffee.
By Nathan Sturm9 years ago in Wander
Quest of the Phoenix 2017 (2)
I rose at about 6:45 and hit the road by 8:30. The plan was to follow the directions I’d looked up on my phone to the local Firestone. However, the area around my motel consisted, in addition to construction sites, also of a bizarre sea of interlocking parking lots with no real “town” amongst them and streets and street signs that operated in ways I hadn’t seen before, so I ended up bungling around for awhile in that area, then driving across a highway into the actual downtown area, which was just as bad, involving narrow one-way streets and wandering lanes. After a bit, I just said “screw this” and opted to hit the freeway for Omaha.
By Nathan Sturm9 years ago in Wander
The City That Never Sleeps
On first impressions, it seemed to be less alien than I imagined. When you sit and think about how different our two countries are, you tend to imagine there to be guns visible at every glance, patriotic nationalists bombarding you from all forgotten angles, and a pale green cat... A cat bigger than any building you've seen before, just there... Towering over the city... With dollar signs for eyes and a laugh that you just can't seem to run from... A cat that has paws bigger than clouds, that boom together when he makes that money rain... But, to my disappointment, he wasn't there, and neither was the rain... Neither were the anti-abortion activists spouting their brainwashed hypocrisy, neither was the young African American man who was shot and killed before my very eyes, and all the other people on the street who trivially walk by... Just me, and my eyebrow raised.
By Charli Knight9 years ago in Wander
New Orleans
New Orleans is well known for the Mardi Gras. People from around the country visit to dress in costume, drink, watch the parades as they go down the small streets of the French Quarter and when the police aren't looking bare their chests so as to have beads thrown at them from people on floats in the parade.
By Kate Adams9 years ago in Wander
Quest of the Phoenix 2017
During the dread Polar Vortex of December 2016, I, having worked six to seven days a week for the last five weeks, most of it spent outside when snow buildup made it nigh-impossible to pull out of any intersection at which one had to stop one’s vehicle, got to work a full and rather lengthy day when the wind was blowing at around negative 10 degrees Fahrenheit (about -23 C). By the time the day was done, my face was too numb to talk properly, and even after getting back indoors it took over an hour for me to feel warm again. And shortly after getting home (and reflecting also on the fact that two months previously I had nearly died of a severe asthma relapse that seemed to have been brought on by the humidity of the autumn, not to mention the depression and general health-deterioration that ALWAYS afflicts me as summer comes to an end), I found myself thinking: “I don’t want to live in Michigan anymore.”
By Nathan Sturm9 years ago in Wander
New York! New York!
I LOVE NEW YORK! Despite everything that goes on here, I still love it. Where should I begin? I have been a native New Yorker since the day I was born. As far back as I can remember, it was just the three of us: Mom, Dad, and little young me. For starters, we lived in an apartment on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. It was close in proximity to Columbia University. Right away, attending a university later on in life was ingrained very early on. I remember looking out of the window at night and barely seeing images in the darkness. I was able to make out some sort of park. It looked like some sort of park that I saw on a jazz record cover. I saw the lights just barely above the trees. They looked like steady neon flames. It was so nice when balanced against the nighttime sky. How much did it make an impression on me? I was almost two years old at the time.
By Maurice Bernier9 years ago in Wander
Living on an Old Country Road
Living out in the country is a fun thing if you are born and raised as a country girl or boy. I always loved the leaves falling on old country roads, and when you drive over them, you can see them fly off the road. The beauty of living in the country is that you don't have to worry about the city life. The only things you have to listen to were birds chirping, crickets making noise at night, or frog croaking. Have you ever walked a country road alone? It is so peaceful and quiet. It's few and far in between when you will see a car coming by.
By Peggy Rice9 years ago in Wander
Visiting Billings Montana
I recently visited Billings Montana to see Garth Brooks in concert and take in a few other sites and locations. First and foremost the concert was awesome, just like his show I went to in Vegas years ago. This show was at the Metra, which hosts other venues as well. During my stay, I also went to a car show and a rodeo as well as one other concert. This facility also hosts dog shows for the dog lover in you, however, there weren't any shows scheduled during my visit. The Metra is set up with rolling hills around it and is close to Yellowstone River, which I have heard from the locals is a good place to go for fishing and quiet time.
By Kate Adams9 years ago in Wander
Most Expensive Hotels on the East Coast
I highly recommend staying at some of the most expensive hotels on the East Coast if money is not an issue. These hotels pride themselves on customer service, architectural beauty and having a high status. Most of these hotels are very well-known due to their exclusivity and high prices for guests. You will not think twice about staying at one of these hotels due to their plush and cozy rooms, magnificent views, and accessibility to popular attractions.
By Jessica Herring9 years ago in Wander
US Cities With the Best Nightlife
If you love hitting the club as much as I do, then you can't really have a vacation without an itinerary involving the best clubs. Without booking a location that has a great nightlife, my vacation would simply be incomplete.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart9 years ago in Wander
