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The Best Times to Visit Yosemite National Park
Yosemite National Park is a national treasure located within California’s beautiful Sierra Nevada Mountains. Whether it’s the ancient, tall Sequoia trees or the granite cliffs of El Capitan and Half Dome, Yosemite offers a little bit of everything for the adventurous traveler who wants to explore a special part of the American West. The most important thing to keep in mind is when during the calendar year is the best time to visit Yosemite National Park? The answer to that question really depends on your own personal preference but there are both advantages and disadvantages to going during different months to Yosemite.
I Just Saved You $46,900 Excl. Taxes, or Have I Actually?
Someday soon, you will be arriving at an airport in Central America. Your 9-5 job has exhausted you and an escape began to form in your mind. Months or years of saving has left a hefty sum in your pocket and now is the time to splurge on the one thing on your mind: your feet digging in soft, pearly-white sand. An ocean breeze blows your hair back and just as you exhale and think of how grateful you are to simply be alive... a handsome man in a uniform brings you a colorful, fruity cocktail. Alternatively, a cute woman with the prettiest eyes and most intoxicating smile arrives with a stack of neatly-folded towels. A towel is handed to you as she says "Buenos días," in an accent oh-so-sweet, you imagine crossing paths later that day, only to propel yourself in a holiday-fling with her. Bottom-line: you feel acknowledged. "This is bliss."
Thomas RivetPublished 7 years ago in WanderLive Like a Local and See the World
I have to admit that I am a terrible tourist. I love travelling, but I hate feeling like an outsider — I want to know where the best cafe is, I want to buy fresh bread and make a sandwich for lunch, I want to lie in a park and share a picnic with friends.
Gareth JohnsonPublished 7 years ago in WanderA Trip to Arkansas
My kids and I went on a trip to Murfreesboro, Arkansas. We started out early in the morning before sunrise since we live in Northeast Mississippi. I chose to take Highway 82 West since it goes all the way across Mississippi, and into Arkansas. We also dropped off some computers at a friend's house in Winona, MS to be fixed while we were on our trip. What's fun about going on a trip like this is finding your way on a map, and seeing places you have never been. Not the Interstates...just regular State highways.
Juanell HopperPublished 7 years ago in WanderFive Hot Destinations for Gay Travellers
Wherever you are in the world, it's never too early to start planning your next holiday, your next expedition, your next adventure.
Gareth JohnsonPublished 7 years ago in WanderCreepiest Abandoned Amusement Parks in America
Amusement parks are fun!... right? While some look at the actual amusement that comes from the parks, others find it difficult to look past the creepy aspects of that come along when entering these parks. They are designed for a fun and thrilling time, but how can one focus on that if they are filled with clowns, mascots with who knows what kind of person underneath those masks, dirty toothless men running the rides, and thousands of strangers that you have never met before. And if you did not think that amusement parks could get any creepier than that, imagine walking into an abandoned one. A whole amusement park all on your own that has been rundown and rusting for years. Well, unfortunately for those who are not fans of creepy places, and fortunately enough for those who get a thrill out of visiting places like this, then do I have some destinations for you. Here are some of the creepiest amusement parts in America, after the fun ended.
Corey GittlemanPublished 7 years ago in WanderUnfriendly Skies
One thing that I can’t stand is how we seem to have lost even the illusion of “customer service” with such an important industry as Air Travel. Over the years the process became more miserable, and the space became more crowded. Somewhere along the way, we became cattle that could pay their own way. I recently traveled from San Diego to North Carolina with my girlfriend, Gigi and the Wee Lad. As things fell apart en route, Southwest Airlines made no moves to help the passengers with contingencies. Our trip ended with me keeping watch over a sleeping nine-year-old and his mother, in a strange airport.
Mickey FinnPublished 7 years ago in WanderRe-Entry
I'd be lying if I told you that when I arrived in Narita Airport in July of 2009 that it was a new experience. The summer of 2009 marked the third time I had ventured to Japan. The first time was when I was bridging the gap between middle school and high school and the second time was as a Sophomore in college. The experience is always new though, and that is precisely why it always feels new. Ten hours on a plane renders most vegetables less than fresh and humans in this way are very much like vegetables. There was lots of soon to be teachers at the airport that day and we all were filed into a group where we awaited our introduction to life in the JET Program. It was maybe afternoon when we landed in Tokyo and usually, a flight of that length puts everyone into a philosophical state. It was all quite a surreal experience realizing that I would be living in Japan for at least one year, compounded by the reality that I was certain that teaching in this way was as new as new could be. We all were loaded onto buses and then were transported to a nice Tokyo hotel where orientation would take place.
Sound And The MessengerPublished 7 years ago in Wander