america
Travel from sea to shining sea; by car or by plane, there's plenty to see in the good ole US of A.
Disney California Adventure
"Postcard entrance from 2001." Failure Disney's California Adventure might not be the worst entertainment idea ever to come out of the Golden State—after all, someone thought it was a good idea to make a feature film about emojis, but it very well could be the worst that ever came out of the house that Walt built.
By Sean Callaghana day ago in Wander
How I almost got Stranded at Disney Springs
I had never been to Disney Springs and have always wanted to go. It was our final day in the parks and we were on our last ride at Epcot, having just eaten delicious Manicotti at Via Napoli. (Make reservations. There is always a wait.)
By Marie Dubuque9 days ago in Wander
Looking for A Quiet Secluded Florida Beach for a Fall Getaway?
Barefoot Beach Preserve sits at the southern edge of Bonita Beach in Southwest Florida. It is a far cry from the party scene otherwise known as Fort Myers Beach which seems like a world away, even though it is only a few miles north.
By Marie Dubuque19 days ago in Wander
From Edgar Allen Poe to Greenland
I just got home from one of the most amazing trips I have ever taken, and I am still trying to take in everything we saw and did. When I think about the distance we covered, the places we visited, and everything that happened along the way, it is hard to believe it all happened in one trip.
By Tim Carmichael21 days ago in Wander
Disney's Hollywood Studios
Development -1984-1989 The project that became the Disney-MGM Studios started in 1984. Its genesis was an idea for a film-based pavilion to be placed at EPCOT Center's Future World. The Pavilion would feature a ride through moments from classic movies and was to be located between the Land and Imagination Pavilions, on the site where the show building for Soarin' stands today.
By Sean Callaghan22 days ago in Wander
All Aboard the Empire Builder
My favorite place has no address. It greets you at the base of the escalator at 11:53 on a Saturday evening and can only be experienced in the liminal landscapes that stretch between its stations - first the city lights that bleed into farmland before hardening into wilder plains, and finally, the climb.
By E. B. Rowland23 days ago in Wander
Philly in a Day. Honorable Mention in Twenty-Four Hours Challenge.
So, you're in the City of Brotherly Love for just one day. (Philadelphia, that is.) (Philly, to the familiars.) Well, take it from a local - you don't want to waste time trying to figure out where to go once you're already there. Things move pretty fast in Philly, and if you're stuck standing in someone's way, or going too slow across a crosswalk, or just bumbling around trying to get yourself oriented, you'll quickly learn how my city earned it's nickname - the city of brotherly 'shove.'
By Gabriel Huizenga23 days ago in Wander
A Day in the City That Never Stops Becoming New
The perfect day in New York does not begin with an itinerary. It begins with the sound of a delivery truck groaning down the block, a siren fading into the distance, and the feeling that the city has already been awake for hours without you.
By Edward Smith23 days ago in Wander
Twenty-Four Hours in New Orleans
There's a version of New Orleans that lives on postcards — beads and brass bands, hurricanes in plastic cups, Bourbon Street at 2 a.m. That's not the city I know. The one I know wakes up quiet. She hums before she shouts. And if you let her, she'll show you a whole day that has nothing to do with anyone else's version of a good time.
By Edward Smith23 days ago in Wander
Small Town Guide Ferndale California
Hidden in a River Valley It’s easy for travelers on Highway 101 to pass by Ferndale, California. Five miles west of the fabled highway, the town is situated between heavily forest hills to the south; farmlands and the marshy mouth of Eel River to the north; and the Pacific Ocean to the west. The town center is nearly tucked away in the small river valley and can be barely seen from the heavily used highway
By Dean Traylor23 days ago in Wander
Live from the Minneap. Winner in Twenty-Four Hours Challenge.
There are places I know. In Kansas City, you can find my name scratched into the underside of every windowsill of the house at 8812 NW 81st Terrace. We owned it first when the basement was unfinished, and there was no fenced-in yard, so when you sled in winter, there was every possibility of ending up in the cattails below. I have lived the longest in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, at seven different addresses. In college, when my sister told our roommate Brian that this was where we called home, he appropriately quipped, “That sounds like where fun goes to die.” Not having a strong concept of home has led me to feel that I know few places well. I then have to ask: what place knows me? The answer can only be my most-beloved yet never-lived-in city of Minneapolis, Minnesota. It knew me when I was a young girl, driving down Chicago Avenue past the cemetery to get to the Mall of America on opening week. It knew me as a teenager, eating Jakeeno’s Pizza and staving off the heat of the summer on my Grandmother’s sun porch. It knew me as an adult, attending Soundset and interrupting ghost hunts trying to find art shows and warehouses to climb with dangerous men. My parents live in the suburbs now, and my Grandmother has passed. The house she owned on Columbus Avenue South had the blue carpet torn up, and the broken locks from robberies fixed to give some young couple starting their life the feeling of safety. I have never lived here, but the city remembers me.
By Cali Loria24 days ago in Wander
Between the Sea and Sky. Runner-Up in Twenty-Four Hours Challenge.
There is something safe, something dangerous, something uplifting, about walking the tidal zone of an ocean. You stare at the seeming infinity of water, and realize your place in the universe is rather small. This realization can release your stress, or it can make you anxious, if you let it.
By Meredith Harmon25 days ago in Wander
