There’s still one day left of my summer 2015 Cape Cod/Martha’s Vineyard saga. When we left off, I was on a very strange taxi ride home from downtown Oaks Bluff, to our hotel, the Island Inn, and after three full days of Narragansett and super sun exposure, I wasn’t feeling great when I woke up
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To read about the first days of my Cape Cod/Martha’s Vineyard trip, click here or here. Saturday morning we woke up nice and early, so that we’d be on time for the two hour ferry ride to Martha’s Vineyard. We opted for the 9am ferry, which, by the time we got situated, grabbed lunch, and
True story: do you know that up until this summer, when I started to properly learn the power of social media, the post responsible for driving readers to my blog was a throwaway post from 2012 about nude beaches. I don’t remember exactly why I wrote the post. I think it’s because I had
One of my life goals is to be the type of person who’s financially stable enough to use the word summer as a verb. You know the type; the summer in the south of France, or they summer in Bermuda, or maybe they summer in the Hamptons-no matter the destination, it’s usually somewhere a bit exclusive, classy
I spent this past weekend in NYC (or more accurately, Jersey City, with one night out in NYC) which didn’t give me a lot to write about (which is completely fine). I mean, I had a great time (and might possibly still be hungover-4am last calls are not your friend at age 28) but it was much more
So was I the only who thoroughly enjoyed the “Polar Vortex”/Winter Storm Hercules hybrid that was upon us most of last week (sidenote: when did they start naming winter storms? Has that been a thing for a while? I’m not completely down with it)? I’m actually bummed about the fact that I just ran to
I feel like it’s been a trend in all the travel blogs and magazines to feature summer-centric beach towns as fall destinations. Since I’d like to be on trend, I’m going to follow suit. They’ve been pointing out that after Labor Day the crowds abruptly disappear but since the weather hasn’t made the full fall transition
I usually tent it whenever I got to Sea Isle City. My friends rent a tiny beach house and I’m normally not the only guest. Pitching a tent in their backyard ensures that I’m not fighting for a couch, and really what’s better than sleeping under the stars (separated by some netting) at the shore?
During my college years Sunday Funday was a regular part of my vocabulary and something that occurred on the regular. Nowadays (especially during the school year), it’s become something of a novelty that seems to primarily happen on three day weekends, which in essence, defeats the purpose of a “Sunday Funday.” A proper Sunday Funday, for those
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