Yes, I snagged this pic from a recipe for the Four Seasons’ Maui Mai Tai.
Between spurts of coordinating wedding-day logistics, my fiance and I have spent many candle-lit evenings daydreaming about our honeymoon.
Never turn down the chance to sit on a dock at sunset with your homies.
This Letchworth trip was the last hurrah for my 30th birthday, the final candle to blow out at the start of this new decade. I turned 30 on May 30th, but only this past weekend did the celebrations finally end. For two whole months, I’ve been reminded of how much love there is for me to receive.
I thrived in the dry alpine air and near-constant sunshine of the desert. Plus, the Sonoran-style Mexican food was out of this world. Arizona made me feel equally introspective and alive. It was exactly the kind of trip I needed to kick off my 30th year.
I have mixed feelings about the car-dependent suburbs of America. I wish they were more walkable, community-driven, and diverse. At the same time, I have a deep nostalgia for Suburbia because it was my world for the first 19 years of my life.
I planned an entire Dave-centric weekend, complete day-hiking, a wooded cabin, the best burger in West Virginia, and two nights to play as many board games as he wanted.
Fisherman’s Wharf, on the northern waterfront, offers views of the Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz, and a resident colony of sea lions.
When you travel as much as I do, there’s a persistent pressure to maximize every destination. I feel the need to see everything a city has to offer because, well, I’m a travel blogger. I’m supposed to come back to you with stories, with beautiful photos, with proof that a city is worth visiting.
But my trip to San Francisco was different. I simply rested within its labyrinth of alleyways and found the space to breathe.
I had been taught to fear the unknown, as many Americans are taught. I was told to trust a higher power (be it God or my government or both) in spite of my own intuition. I was scared to make a mistake, to be perceived as ignorant. I was ridiculed for existing beyond the norm, even when the norm was harmful. All these factors made it tempting to stay put and avoid any experience that might humble me.
The Duquesne Incline cable car operates daily between Station Square and Mount Washington. Photo courtesy of Visit Pittsburgh.
This guide is my tribute Pittsburgh, which I built from years of lived experience and local adventures. Whether you're a first-time visitor or a lifelong local looking to fall in love with your hometown all over again, I hope this helps you uncover something new and exciting in The Steel City.
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