We did not have enough money in our pockets, enough layers on our bodies, or enough pep in our step to enjoy Amsterdam. At least, that’s what I thought until I looked back through our photos and realized it t’weren’t so bad.
Others may have gone before us, but our time in Cinque Terre, Italy, was a trip like none other for us.
And the answer to the mystery trip is… !
All the clues are in, and our mystery trip has begun! But before we tell you where we are, want to see if you can guess?
I’m sure the second half was completely cohesive, but I really couldn’t tell you because I was totally distracted by having one my favorite rock stars on my walking tour!
Fun with monuments: how to make the most of boring monuments.
Dennis is making me work for my 30th birthday present. It’s a Mystery Trip, and I’m beginning to get a little nervous that means the trip itself is going to be work.
Spring ain’t yet sprung, but these street-side teases might get me through till then.
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A spoiled weekend in a spa town taught me a thing or two about what makes a good life. And it’s not massages.