I have one more day until my Dinosaur Valley State Park hiking adventure begins. One more day until I can feel like Jack and Annie from the first Magic Tree House…
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The Fort Worth Stockyards National Historic District is a scrap of an old-western “cowtown” with a few modern trimmings. And as a cowboy-obsessed, film fanatic (better summarized as: I like John…
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Fact: I have a secret list of really cute passport covers that I’ve been wanting for a long time. Chances are, if you are like me and eye stylish travel accessories,…
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Oh goodness, here they come – queasiness, nausea, lightheadedness creeping together slowly, transforming into one screaming body of altitude sickness (hmmm…this premise actually has the makings of a great horror movie.…
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I kick my boots against the frost-tinted grass – my non-ski boots, by the way, are a long, black pair of faux leather that completely boost my style and completely bust…
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I wrinkle my nose, roll my eyes, and let my hands rest against my hips in dissatisfaction. Seven. That’s it. Seven. I tote up. My fingers drum to the rhythm of…
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When searching for things to do in Manitou Springs, I didn’t think we would wind up here. At the front counter of the Poppy Seed, a small gift shop at the…
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For now, the hills seem alive. Bands of blue trumpet across the winding paths, streaks of red parade the knoll, and a smattering of yellow smiles coyly from within the grass.…
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Granbury is classic Texas. A big-bellied sky. Winding farm roads. Messes of Mesquite. In that order. But I guess you could say the city is also a little Victorian – just…
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In the white-hot heat of summer, we draw ourselves outdoors. Counter-intuitive, I know. There isn’t a lick of shade lapping this street. Most of the buildings here are awning less, marked…
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Every city has a little speck of suburbia – paneled homes flanked along streets that wind in and out through a carved, woodless landscape. A drug store is interspersed here and…
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You’ve probably heard more than the odd Oklahoma joke. “Seriously, Anshula?” you ask, wide-eyed and in awe. “Why would you even think of going there?” I get it. Oklahoma is often…