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28 August 2008
Travelling Pleasure
This has been a great summer for travelling, both for business and relaxation. We kicked off the Spring season with North Carolinian beach time, and then we got to spend time on the lake in Michigan and the Old Mission Peninsula wineries over July 4. There's a special secret microbrewery in Bellaire too that offer over a dozen fabulous crafted beers. Even better...they had no caring whatsoever that Elle was at the bar with us. Michigan isn't nearly as uptight as Indiana and other states.
Seattle was not cool in my opinion because I wasn't there, so we'll just skip discussing that other than Eric had a good conference.
Toronto in early August was another conference, but I am very capable of entertaining myself. I found a few good places to eat in Little Italy and the Dirty Dancing broadway show there was one of the best broadways that I've personally seen. I'd have to say Chicago is staying on a pretty high pedestal though. We finished out our August trips in Boston, which was a lot of fun celebrating a marriage and enjoying the North End.
One thing I have to say about cities. The definition of a real city to me is the presence of public transportation. I love to drive, but only on driving trips. Jumping in the car to go downtown, for example, drives me beserk. Not because I dislike it, but I'd much prefer jumping on an underground transit system.
The next trip should be ... interesting ... at the very least. It's a camping trip in the West Virginian mountains, just on the edge of Virginia. If you know me personally, you'll probably laugh. Let me qualify the 'camping' trip. There will be a cabin with full facilities. However, I am determined to rough it. I'm only taking my Burt's Bees lotions, shampoo, etc., and a very small makeup compact that I bought at Anthropologie. See! I can rough it. Also, all my clothes and necessities are going into one lone backpack. That's right - no crazy suitcase, just a backpack. I plan to commune with nature, studying birds, foilage, learning what poison ivy looks like, bathing in OFF, and grilling.
I will be relapsing the following week in Puerta Vallerta and living by the poolbar.
This has been a great summer for travelling, both for business and relaxation. We kicked off the Spring season with North Carolinian beach time, and then we got to spend time on the lake in Michigan and the Old Mission Peninsula wineries over July 4. There's a special secret microbrewery in Bellaire too that offer over a dozen fabulous crafted beers. Even better...they had no caring whatsoever that Elle was at the bar with us. Michigan isn't nearly as uptight as Indiana and other states.
Seattle was not cool in my opinion because I wasn't there, so we'll just skip discussing that other than Eric had a good conference.
Toronto in early August was another conference, but I am very capable of entertaining myself. I found a few good places to eat in Little Italy and the Dirty Dancing broadway show there was one of the best broadways that I've personally seen. I'd have to say Chicago is staying on a pretty high pedestal though. We finished out our August trips in Boston, which was a lot of fun celebrating a marriage and enjoying the North End.
One thing I have to say about cities. The definition of a real city to me is the presence of public transportation. I love to drive, but only on driving trips. Jumping in the car to go downtown, for example, drives me beserk. Not because I dislike it, but I'd much prefer jumping on an underground transit system.
The next trip should be ... interesting ... at the very least. It's a camping trip in the West Virginian mountains, just on the edge of Virginia. If you know me personally, you'll probably laugh. Let me qualify the 'camping' trip. There will be a cabin with full facilities. However, I am determined to rough it. I'm only taking my Burt's Bees lotions, shampoo, etc., and a very small makeup compact that I bought at Anthropologie. See! I can rough it. Also, all my clothes and necessities are going into one lone backpack. That's right - no crazy suitcase, just a backpack. I plan to commune with nature, studying birds, foilage, learning what poison ivy looks like, bathing in OFF, and grilling.
I will be relapsing the following week in Puerta Vallerta and living by the poolbar.
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