The large window dominated our cozy room at the Burlington Hilton.  The view of Lake Champlain was marred slightly by the dark rain clouds and the Patrick and Marcelle Leahy Center, but we could still see across the blue water to the blurry Adirondack mountains in the background.  My travel companion and I had decided to explore Burlington, Vermont, on our latest weekend escape from my house. We borrowed an umbrella from the helpful desk clerk in the large openRead More →

Spring travel season is here in New England!  If you’re planning a visit to Boston and looking to stretch your legs, you’re in luck, because Boston is a great walking city.  Here’s a route I took with some family a few weeks ago: Start at South Station.  If the T isn’t your thing, parking is only $9 max on weekends. Head northeast via Atlantic Avenue and turn right on Congress Street toward the Harborwalk.  Pass the Tea Ship and stroll alongside that dirty water.Read More →

Plastic-covered white boats rocked in the driving rain as my travel companion and I watched from our table for four overlooking the small marina.  We were in Newport for another weekend break from the on-going renovation of my house.  Still thrilled with my wonderful birthday stay at the Hotel on North, we had reserved a room at its Stash sister property, the self-purported luxury Hotel Viking, which was offering a special package including a discounted rate, triple points, and aRead More →

With my home renovations underway on a much less consuming schedule than the demolition, I was able to Uber into Boston for a weekend stay-cation with a friend.  I was delighted when the InterContinental let us check in mid-morning, and it was a relief to get away from a house with no habitable living areas to an upgraded room with a view of the Tea Ship floating on the Harbor. The view the other way had a more familiar feel.Read More →

You never really know quite what to expect when you return home from travel, but when I came back to my parents’ house (three pounds lighter!) from New Orleans, on what would have been my father’s 75th birthday, I sure wasn’t expecting this: I ran down to the basement to get the plumber’s emergency number from the furnace.  The water was cold and ankle-deep.  Light fixtures had fallen, and one was dangling.  Bookshelves had collapsed.  The floor was an underwaterRead More →

My heart sank as I stepped onto the scale.  After nearly a month of trying to lose weight for my week-long trip to the Gulf Coast, I was up another three pounds.  My clothes were snug and getting snugger.  If I ate everything I wanted on my vacation, I’d be flying home naked, and I wasn’t about to let the TSA think they’d broken me.  I’d have to low-carb my way from New Orleans to Gulf Shores and back. AfterRead More →

The bare trees stood a spooky blackish brown against the grey sky, their finger-y branches reaching out as if to grab someone.  The evergreens enjoyed their once-yearly time to shine as the brightest family in the neighborhood.  The mountains appeared to step forward, their white, grey, blue, and occasional purple unobscured by blooming flowers or blazing foliage. New England is spectacular in autumn, when changing leaves of orange, red, and gold kaleidoscope into a new show every day.  And it’sRead More →

The Diamond Lounge at Baltimore’s Horseshoe Casino was hopping for happy hour, but the bartender quickly served me the 2-for-1 special of the peach moscato that always lures me in.  My companion and I had substantial FreePlay, and blew through some at Horseshoe’s not-as-ample-as-it-used-to-be-but-still-good video poker before heading to happy hour, part two, at Binion’s, one of our favorite local steakhouses, where we love to sit at the large square bar and enjoy the drink and appetizer specials that areRead More →

I was so looking forward to the days when I could spend my time alternating between travelling and writing at home, free from all the petty annoyances that get in the way. dress:  Banana Republic; earrings:  Simon Sebbag; necklace:  Simon Sebbag; bracelet:  Rearden Metal I’ve dedicated the better part of the last two years to getting my parents’ Massachusetts home ready for market. It’s been a nightmare.  The main contractor I hired lied repeatedly and then finally just disappeared, leavingRead More →