A feature about sustainable and authentic destinations around the world.
There’s no survival guide for long road trips with kids, but maybe there should be.
Chances are, you’ll drive somewhere in the next few weeks, and you’ll probably need one. Last Memorial Day, for example, an estimated 28 million Americans hit the road — the most since 2005 — prompting AAA to declare that the great American road trip is back.
If you want your next family vacation to be unforgettable, try something new
Get out of your comfort zone. Shoot arrows at a balloon. Plummet down an Olympic ski jump with only a parachute to stop you. Feed a dangerous animal.
Of all the bad vacation starts, it’s almost impossible to pick the worst. But here’s a contender.
Temecula may be one of California’s best-known wine regions, but I’ll always remember it for something else: the fresh fruit we harvested on a recent visit to this out-of-the-way Southern California destination. That’s right, we saw the horde of tourists go one way, and we went in the other direction.
They’re sleek, stylish — and a little subversive. They’re the new Sun Valley hotels, the Hotel Ketchum and the Limelight Hotel, and they already have stories to tell.
There’s a reason Utah’s claims to have the “Greatest Snow on Earth.” Spend a month here, as I just did, an you’ll see this state’s winter splendor for yourself.
Here’s a little contrarian travel advice: Zig when everyone else zags. That’s my secret to a great vacation.
If you don’t have a travel backup plan for your next vacation, you need to read this. Seriously. Itineraries go sideways all the time.
I ought to know.
Maybe you’ve never heard of Snowbasin or Powder Mountain, two ski resorts a short drive east of Ogden, Utah.
But what about the Winter Olympics (you know, the ones that just started in PyeongChang)? You’ve heard of them, right? Back in 2002, Snowbasin hosted the downhill, super-G, and combined events for the Salt Lake City games.
Before my feet touched the ground, I knew something was wrong. I felt that familiar sore throat, the feverish chills, the body aches and fatigue.
I had the flu.
I rolled back into my bed at the Crowne Plaza in Denver and silently wondered, “How bad is this going to be?”
The answer came soon enough. Two of my kids — the indefatigable 11-year-old and the high-energy 13-year-old — were uninfected.
