May 16th, 2008 by Dan
As great as southern California is, sometimes I’ve just got to get away. My favorite get-away is Hawaii, there’s no place better to unwind and enjoy paradise. It’s a totally easy flight, and in no time I’m laying on a beach, whale watching, trying out a surfboard, driving up a mountain or watching a gorgeous sunset. It’s such a relaxed, beautiful, healing place. Every time I’ve been there I can’t wait to go back. Like now.
March 19th, 2008 by Pam K.
My husband and I, along with another couple visited Manzanillo, Mexico recently (Feb. 22-Mar 1 ‘08). We had never traveled there so it was a new experience for us. Our flights were all on time and pleasant so we enjoyed a full week at the all-inclusive Karmina Palace.
March 3rd, 2008 by Lindsey from MSP
One of my favorite trips of all time was a week-long vacation to the Riviera Nayarit, Mexico with my best friend. One of the highlights of our trip was a day excursion to a small surfing village north of Puerto Vallarta called Sayulita. We caught a city bus near our hotel, which took us to the town of Bucerias. There’s a little market there for shopping while you wait for another bus to Sayulita. The ride there was probably around 20 minutes, but totally worth it. The town is this sleepy little village with a few shops and restaurants (we had ribs, tacos, nachos and beer for 2 and it cost us $10 with tip).
February 29th, 2008 by CB
While I was pregnant with my first daughter, people would always tell us that we could forget about going on vacation until our family was complete, grown and in college. I think because everyone kept telling us that, it made us even more determined to travel with our kids from the very beginning. Our daughter, now four, has traveled all over the United States, Mexico and the Caribbean, and has seen more in her four years than a lot of adults see in a lifetime.
February 25th, 2008 by Kelly - NWA WorldVacations
Ben finally proposed! After seven years of dating, the time had finally come to start planning our wedding….
We’re the type of couple who are always looking for an adventure. We love to explore, be active and see the world! As a matter of fact, Ben’s proposal took place on a 40-foot high cliff, overlooking the waves of the Caribbean, off the coast of Puerto Rico. He cut his knee on the rocky terrain and I got a beautiful diamond!
February 25th, 2008 by Kelly - NWA WorldVacations
February 6th, 2008 by Melissa S.
Every year, my college friends and I reunite in the only city that let’s you feel like a carefree college student again – Las Vegas. I look forward to this trip more than any other, not only because I forget how old I am, but also because this city of excitement never allows for a dull moment. (I guess it always helps to have fun friends too).
February 4th, 2008 by Eleise, Itinerant World Traveler
While in England I had the pleasure of being treated to a leisurely, decadent, three-and-a-half-hour lunch in the charming village of Bray, at The Fat Duck — one of three 3-Michelin-star restaurants to be found in England. (The other two are The Waterside Inn and Gordon Ramsay’s eponymous venture.)
My senses are still awhirl. Founder Heston Blumenthal employs psychologists to contribute to his brilliant menus, which are experimental and tasty above all. Since the menu was largely in French, I will do my best to describe the following culinary adventure in English terms.
January 30th, 2008 by Eleise, Itinerant World Traveler
Saturday was a red-letter day. To start, we joined what felt like a thousand fashionable people in Southwark at the Borough Market, a popular weekend farmer’s market in existence since 1276, at least. My traveling partner was in seventh heaven, every few minutes exclaiming, “Man, I just love this. Smell that, would you? Oooh, lookie here!”
January 25th, 2008 by Eleise, Itinerant World Traveler
The transition to another school year was made smoother by a holiday in Belgium to celebrate my birthday. What a beautiful, civilized country! We consumed our weight in scrumptious Belgian beer and chocolate through the cities of Brussels, Antwerp, and Bruges.
We first arrived in Brussels by way of a two-and-a-half-hour train ride from London on the EuroStar. I wasn’t sure what to expect — wouldn’t I feel claustrophobic in a tunnel surrounded by the weight of the English Channel? But besides a good deal of ear-popping, it was an easy twenty minutes of darkness. For our four-night stay we secured a seventeenth-century bed & breakfast in Bruges (to the north), so day one we first hung out in Brussels to see what we could see centrally. First task: get into French language mode. Bonjour, pardon, charcuterie, sacre bleu — you know, all the basics. It was a good laugh, but we got by.
