Before we came to Wyoming, I’d never heard of the Cirque of Towers. Or the Wind River. I hope to return to this place again and again in the future.
In general, I’ve been pretty lucky in all of my travels *knock on wood*. I’d never gotten sick. I’ve only been robbed once. And the only drunk ever vomited near me got the person next to me instead.
But every now and then I encounter a string of bad lucks in one particular place that I can’t help but think that, ‘Man, this place just does NOT like me.’
The Via Ferrata in Telluride is just another reason to come visit the Southwest part of Colorado (I think it’s the most gorgeous part of the state.) It’s the most fun you can have scaling a rock wall while safely attached to a cable.
We left California to travel America in a converted van. After 6 months and 15k+ miles and I still love waking up and taking a moment to remember where I am.
Living in our converted Sprinter van we found our temporary home in the wilderness around Sedona.
Carizzo Plain was an impromptu detour on our way from California to Arizona. This National Monument is located 100 miles north of Los Angeles and had a feeling of being in the middle of nowhere (because it is). We were hoping that we’d be there in time to see the wildflowers.
Most families bond over dinner in their living room, mine bonds over boiled peanuts and fried tofu from street vendors, bought and eaten during countless roadtrips. On our last visit (Dec 2014), I wanted to see nearby the traditional village of Kampung Naga and the nearby Green Canyon in West Java.
This is a series of unrelated and unfiltered snippets of highlights, tidbits, and memories from our visit to Hong Kong.
Where else would you go climbing in the middle of winter in California?
Here are some of the lessons we wish we had known 4 years ago:
Once common throughout Hong Kong, Tai O is one of the last remaining communities where you can still see these stilt houses.
It is connected to the outside world by a windy, motion sickness-inducing mountain road. There are no skyscrapers here, no neon signs. There aren’t even any cars. This was exactly what we were looking for!
He handed me a fresh cup of coffee with a shot of Bailey’s, just the way I like it. Just when I thought life couldn’t get any better, someone comes and brings me coffee!
I have to say, I’m loving this lifestyle.
Feb 10: Jackandjilltravel.com gets a facelift! What do you think?
Whenever someone asks me how Sri Lanka was, I always end up thinking of the time I spent hiking and exploring this region of low lying mist and clouds.
$25?! I balked. I thought the tout chatting me up during dinner was lying about the entrance fee to Horton Plains, one of Sri Lanka’s national parks known for its 3 mile hike to a viewpoint called World’s End. “No, madam. It’s really $25 per person. We can leave tomorrow at 6 am.” I started …
The Do’s and Don’ts of visiting Sri Lanka. Come visit my favorite Asian country.
Seriously, installing a curtain rod should not take a whole day. But it did. It was just one of the many examples of #1 lesson we learned in our Sprinter conversion project: things will take much longer than you anticipate.
I always recommend people to check out the local markets when they’re traveling. To be honest it’s not always the colorful tapestries you see in magazines. Sometimes it’s a photographer’s heaven, other times it’s just ‘meh’ if not downright dangerous.
Beruwala fish market is an example where it’s particular rewarding.
Between Iceland’s scenery, quiet roads, and campground networks, I can’t think of a more perfect road trip destination than Iceland.
The Canyon of Doomed Birds is not something you’ll find on any Iceland’s Top Destination list. It’s because I made it up. But the place do exist.
We are also prone to be afraid of being afraid, and the conquering of fear produces exhilaration…
What’s coming up in travel and life. Big changes ahead.
For such a small island, the varieties in landscape is astounding. It was one of the things that struck me most about Iceland.
I got out of Porto’s underground Metro and was instantly blinded by the sun. It was the first time I’d seen that kind of blue sky and sunlight – the kind that held no promise of rain – in almost a week. After over a month traipsing through France’s Brittany and Northern Spain, I was feeling a little tired of traveling, but Porto a refreshing change. It felt rejuvenating and I couldn’t wait to explore more.