Quotable Travel

“Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.” ― Isabelle Eberhardt, The Nomad: The Diaries of Isabelle Eberhardt

Rolling Through SNAFUs with the Help of Travel Angels

Travel SNAFUs are bound to happen. You miss your flight. Your bus breaks down. The train derails. There’s a transit strike. Or, as was the case on a recent road trip with RollerbagMom, you blow a tire. It was a cool Arizona night on what should have been an incident-free drive from Phoenix to Tucson, … More Rolling Through SNAFUs with the Help of Travel Angels

Wisconsin Rocks: The Trempealeau Hotel: Trempealeau, Wis.

The Historic Trempealeau Hotel, in Trempealeau, Wis. is the kind of place you dream about after two weeks of -20 temperatures and gray skies, mid-January or so, in Wisconsin. While huddled in your living room under blankets, you dream of a lazy, sunny, 90-degree day. You dream of a light breeze and a cool, spicy, … More Wisconsin Rocks: The Trempealeau Hotel: Trempealeau, Wis.

Wisconsin Supper Club Extinction, and The English Inn

More and more, the classic Wisconsin Supper Club is disappearing. Slowly, as cities expand and incorporate chain restaurants with sinister consistency, the Stepford Wives-like sameness of their menus, and their artificially-distressed decor, the warmth of authenticity vaporizes.Give me a supper club, with its dimmed light, authentic yet sometimes kitschy decor and polished silver. With its roaring fire and linen tablecloths and menu, fat with painstakingly-prepared options of old: French onion soup, escargots, prime rib, Beef Wellington. … More Wisconsin Supper Club Extinction, and The English Inn