A fantastic view that heals the soul, from the Marin Headlands. There are very few places in the world I enjoy more than San Francisco.
My wife and I finally made it to Key West, Florida, where we enjoyed beautiful sunsets at Mallory Square, Duval Street, a 28-mile jet ski tour around the entire island, the Hemingway House, a butterfly conservatory, and everything in between. I even saw naked men dancing on bars and was totally okay with it. And so I will never understand why people from the US try so hard to leave the country for vacation before planning a trip here. It’s true paradise. Even if the beaches suck.
We recently celebrated the 200-year anniversary of the War of 1812 in Baltimore’s Inner Harbor. Tall Ships from all around the world (Brazil, Mexico, Ecuador, and Colombia included) were on hand to celebrate the event. It was a fantastic day, and there’s nothing better for a shot of American pride than the Blue Angels flying over your head all day.
Crabs from the Fenwick Crab House in Delaware, just north of Ocean City, Maryland.
While driving back to Augusta on interstate 20 in South Carolina, this particular scene reminded me and Christine of the state’s iconic logo – the orange/blue sky with a crescent moon over a tree. We just felt that a picture was necessary, especially after the absolutely hellish week that inspired this particular road trip. We figured it was best to end it with some nice scenery.
The motto of the “Good Times” cottage on Tybee Island, where Chrissy and I stayed during WordCamp Savannah.
The map of stars in our Tybee Island cottage. Each star designates the geographic location from where guests came. The majority, as expected, were within Georgia.
Taken during a trip to Boston – and a tour of Fenway Park – in January.