My mom grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania, so I've grown up hearing stories of Philadelphia. My mom and my grandma would reminisce about cheesesteaks, soft pretzels and scrapple: they just couldn't find anything quite the same in sunny,...
Whenever I traveled to a new country, I always felt a little tinge of guilt that I hadn't seen more of my own. I especially felt guilty that I had visited the capital cities of so many other countries, visiting their government buildings and learning...
It's hard not to like Charleston. The whole place is quaint with a twist of beachiness: antebellum architecture lined up next to palm trees, sandy beaches a stone's throw from the historic French Quarter. Blue skies, sweet tea, wraparound verandas,...
If Arizona surprised me with the diversity of its landscapes, Georgia simply stunned me with its beauty. Suddenly, I understood where all those country singers were coming from when they wax nostalgic about Georgia peaches, sitting on a front porch...
In Savannah, I expected some old-fashioned Southern charm, a lot of sweet tea and some delicious (and fried) Southern food.
My grandmother (the one who taught me all about traveling) visited Savannah years and years ago, and she was told, if...