I almost didn’t go. A friend mentioned Block Island offhandedly at a barbecue last summer — something about “the Hamptons without the attitude” — and I filed it away under “places I’ll eventually forget.” But a cancelled ferry to Martha’s Vineyard in late June left me stranded at the dock in Point Judith with a … Read more
I showed up to New River Gorge with zero expectations. A friend had mentioned it offhand — something about a bridge and whitewater — and I figured I’d spend a long weekend poking around before heading somewhere more “destination-worthy.” That was three summers ago, and I’ve been back every year since. West Virginia’s newest national … Read more
I showed up in Saratoga Springs on a Tuesday afternoon in late July with zero expectations and a beat-up weekender bag that had seen better days. A friend had been telling me for years that this little upstate New York city was the crown jewel of East Coast summer travel, and I kept brushing it … Read more
I didn’t expect to fall for a place quite this hard. I rolled into Bend, Oregon on a Tuesday afternoon last June, windows down, the Deschutes River glinting through pine trees on my left, and by the time I hit downtown I was already recalculating my return trip. There’s something about this high-desert mountain town … Read more
Nobody goes to Spokane on purpose. That’s what a friend told me before I booked my ticket last July, and honestly, I almost listened to her. Seattle gets the glory, Portland gets the quirks, and Spokane gets… overlooked. Which is exactly why you should go. I spent five days in Washington’s second-largest city last summer … Read more
I almost didn’t write this article. Not because Whitefish, Montana doesn’t deserve the attention — it absolutely does — but because part of me wants to keep it quiet. This is the kind of town that makes you reconsider your entire life plan, and I’m not entirely sure I want the secret getting out. But … Read more
I rolled into Eureka Springs on a Tuesday afternoon in late May, windows down, winding through the Ozark hills on Highway 62, and by the time I pulled into town I was already recalculating my entire itinerary. I’d given myself two days. I needed five. Maybe a week. This little Victorian village tucked into the … Read more
I showed up at Acadia National Park on a foggy June morning with a coffee-stained map and zero expectations. Three hours later, I was standing on a granite outcrop above Sand Beach, watching the fog burn off to reveal one of the most absurdly beautiful coastlines I’ve ever seen — and I’ve driven most of … Read more
There’s a moment driving across the Mackinac Bridge when Lake Michigan and Lake Huron stretch out beneath you in every direction and you realize you’re about to enter somewhere that doesn’t feel quite like the rest of America. Michigan’s Upper Peninsula — locals just call it “the UP” — is that rare place where the … Read more
I’ve spent the last three summers chasing sunscreen-stained horizons along the Gulf of Mexico, and I’m going to let you in on something the resort brochures won’t tell you: the best beach towns on this coast aren’t the ones with the high-rise condos and swim-up bars. They’re the ones where the shrimp boats still come … Read more