What used to be home
I was in Chattanooga yesterday for a memorial service and found that I had a little extra time to drive around the city we used to call home. While still very n...
Category: travel
Michele in the Smoky Mountains
The most bizarre thing occurred on Friday morning as Michele flew from the Texas Panhandle to East Tennessee. A dust storm from Oklahoma blew eastward smotherin...
Camp at Indian Boundary
On a great recommendation, we set off for Indian Boundary on Thursday afternoon. We haven’t camped since we went to Hyde Memorial Park outside Santa Fe (w...
Mike Isabella’s Graffiato
When you care about food as deeply as we do, deciding what restaurant to patron is a well thought out plan on Girls Weekend. It’s even more important when...
Salute
I got home late last night from Girls Weekend in Washington DC and spent just enough time uploading photos and editing a small few. Then I crashed into bed and ...
Let’s Go
I’ve got serious ants in my pants about traveling. This happens every time the seasons change. I credit my parents, for it was their love of travel I inhe...