Sunday, October 7, 2007
Congratulations to Whitney & Charlie!!
wrightsville beach, NC
Santa Barbara - the American Riviera
Falling Behind
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Sweet Home Alabama
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
What a week...
During the week of June 4, 2007 I traveled 5,198 miles. In actuality it was probably a few hundred more, but I’ll leave the count at 5,200 miles.
▪ See 8 states (Alabama, Illinois, Washington, Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Nebraska, Iowa)
To most, my journey seemed like an odd selection of destinations. Here is how my itinerary unfolded.
DAY 1 - 4: Flew to Seattle for work. In Seattle, we sponsored the Bombardier & Hub International golf tournament. We spent the rest of the week making sales calls and introducing our magazine to the Pacific Northwest.
DAY 5: Flew from Seattle to Vegas to meet up with my dad. Upon landing we got in the car and began our road trip/car delivery to Omaha, NE. On Friday we drove through Nevada, Utah, and part of Colorado (outside of Vail).
DAY 6: Continued driving through Colorado and all of Nebraska. We arrived in Omaha at 5:30 p.m. Met up with Rob (my brother), who is in Omaha for a summer internship, and delivered his car.
DAY 7: Spent the day exploring Omaha with Rob and Dad. On the way to the airport we crossed the state line into Iowa. I flew home to Birmingham that evening.
Highlights of the Trip
1. Spending time with my brother and dad.
2. Taking a ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge Island.
3. Getting a private tour of the Seattle Air and Space museum by the President of the museum, who is a retired astronaut.
4. Seeing Mt. Rainier at eye-level as I flew down to Nevada.
5. The view of Breckenridge, Colorado.
6. Experiencing the terrain of the Midwest.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Hail in May…
Missing a flight is nothing but a royal PAIN in the caboose. I raced off my first flight with the hopes that I may get lucky and just barely make it. Scanning the TV’s I anxiously sought what gate I needed to sprint towards and then I saw that dreaded word – CLOSED. Immediately a thousand things start rushing through my mind – how am I getting home, where do I get my bag, maybe there’s another flight. Ironically, my one reoccurring thought was about the cute South African who invited my to dinner if I ended up getting stuck in Denver: ahhhhhhh…the silver lining. Being single and traveling definitely has its perks. Unfortunately, the hassle of rebooking my flight and finding a hotel room, coupled with the fact that the Denver airport is quite far from the city, made it impossible to catch up with the South African. But, just the thought of it helped me take the inconveniences in stride.
I am quite surprised this is the first flight I’ve missed. I’ve come close in the past. I will never forget sprinting through the Madrid airport with Josh after spending 3 weeks in France and Monaco for the fall boat shows. Then there were the spur of the moment trips to go see Wes where I’d only have an hour or so to pack, drive to the airport, and catch my flight. So in the scheme of things, I am actually quite lucky. There is nothing I am missing by coming in a day late. I just hope this one experience doesn’t trigger some more bad luck. I have quite a few trips coming up over the next few weeks.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Seaside, Florida
The heart of the town is an open-air amphitheater. If you can imagine a baseball diamond you can start to visualize the characteristics that make up the core of this town: beachfront cafes and bars are the grandstands; the infield is lined with boutiques and art galleries; the residential neighborhood begins in the outfield. At home plate you will find a post office that has such character it seems more like a dollhouse than a place to drop off your mail.
There are a variety of opportunities for entertainmen--water sports, cruiser bikes, fine dining, live music and dancing. But it is not the extracurricular activities that add the flavor to Seaside. The architecture and personality of the homes is what gives Seaside its flair. Here in Seaside, brick paved streets are lined with vibrantly painted beach cottages: flamingo pink, sunshine yellow, turquoise blue. Side-by-side these houses stand at attention, saluting the expanse of blue-green water. This town is so picturesque that even Hollywood recognized its special quality and used Seaside as the backdrop for the movie The Truman Show.
After living in two of the most famous oceanfront communities in the nation, San Diego and Miami, I consider myself a beach connoisseur. Seaside, Florida has exceeded my expectations. The unique blend of Southern hospitality with idyllic beaches has created a destination that is a must-see for anyone that is looking for a coastal getaway. I have not even left, and I am already planning my next trip back.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Chicago in April
My intent for this trip was a shopping weekend with my mom. We planned on covering every inch of the Magnificent Mile. However, the freezing temperatures and blistering winds led us to readjust our strategy.
Instead of exploring the Windy City’s streets, we found ourselves taking refuge in one of the city’s most well-known, indoor exhibits – the Field Museum. With shopping as the sole intent for our trip to Chicago, I had very little interest in spending a significant amount of time in any place that was not a retail store. I have completely changed my tune after meeting Sue.
Sue is the most complete T. Rex fossil ever discovered. Standing 13’ high, Sue is an intimidating sight. I have read the history books and watched the documentaries that discuss how millions of years ago dinosaurs walked the earth, but I don’t think I appreciated the significance of those statements until I was gazing up at Sue’s enormous skeleton.
While I was standing aside Sue’s exhibit, recollecting every bit of information I’ve ever heard about dinosaurs, the exhibit docent approached me and pointed to a specific bone with a laser pointer. He said this bone, which was no more than a few inches long, is what archaeologist Sue Hendrickson saw protruding from the rocks above her head while on a dig in South Dakota. That one fact, combined with the skeleton standing before me, solidified in my mind for the first time that dinosaurs really did roam the earth.
By no means has this one moment caused me to abandon my shopping weekends, but it has made me realize I will make sure to fit in the touted museum exhibit on my next vacation. After all, there is a reason for all the accolades.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
The perfect weekend escape
For those of you on the East Coast, I have found the solution – Casa de Campo resort in the Dominican Republic. Casa de Campo personifies the tropical destination. Surrounded by turquoise waters and emerald green palm trees, this resort has every amenity you could possible want; golf, spa, polo, equestrian facilities, tennis courts, and a white sand beach. The best part is you can get a non-stop, 2 hour flight out of Miami to La Romana airport, which is located 5 minutes from the resort.
With no exaggeration I have been to dozens of airports over the past few years and La Romana is by far the nicest one I’ve ever flown in and out of. There is no hassle at customs and it takes just minutes to get your bag. You can be checked in and relaxing by one of Casa de Campo’s luxurious pools within an hour of landing.
An even greater incentive to try this magnificent resort is the special rate they are offering for Executive Traveler readers.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Côte d'Azur = great shopping!
Monaco - The second-smallest independent state in the world, the Principality of Monaco boasts more millionaires per capita than any other country. This exhibit of wealth brings forth some of the best designer shopping in the world - Valentino, Prada, Escada, and Gucci can all be found within blocks of each other. For those of us who have yet to reach the millionaire status, the window shopping is fabulous!
Cannes – Most widely known as home to the prestigious film festival, Cannes is a picturesque town centered on a bay. Cannes offers all the designer stores one would imagine in a city known for such elegance, but it also offers some wonderful possibilities for those of us on a budget. Located a few blocks back from the famous Boulevard de la Croisette, Rue d'Antibes runs the length of Cannes and is the place to head if your are interested in finding some boutiques that possess the European flair. My favorite is Carol. No matter what season I am there, I can always find about a dozen outfits I would love to buy, but alas there is that whole pesky budget thing. Needless to say I limit myself to 1 or 2 key pieces. Expect to pay $60 - $150 for a blouse.
St. Tropez – A modern medieval town, St. Tropez is the vacation destination of choice for celebrities and the immensely rich. The giant reputation of this little village leads one to expect grandeur at every turn, but you will be pleasantly surprised to see this town has maintained is classic roots. Shopping here is an all day affair because the stores are located within the original village, so every teeny alley has the potential to lead to another street. It is down these alleys you will find famous and unknown designers located next door to each other. There is no rhyme or reason where the stores are positioned; you just have to anticipate a day of wander-shopping. And when it’s time for a break, head back to Quai Jean Jaurès for a cocktail and canapé. Here you can sit back, relax and enjoy the view of the megayachts docked in the harbor.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Favorite place I've traveled to...
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
First day of Spring
Some people question my track record in terms of where I have lived vs. where I have ended up. Let's just say I had the opportunity to take on my dream job and I would have moved anywhere for this opportunity. What is this dream job you may ask? Well I am the Marketing Director for a travel magazine that targets the affluent executive. I love marketing. It's a field that unites creativity with traditional business practices. And the fact that I get to apply this to the travel industry makes this an awesome experience!
Right now I am getting ready to head to the Stanford Financial U.S. Open Championship for polo in Palm Beach, Florida. There is a mystique that goes along with attending a polo tournament in Palm Beach. Although it is about 30 minutes South of Palm Beach, my favorite place to stay when I go to South Florida is the Boca Raton Resort. The classic elegance of this hotel transports me to a different era; a time where people took the time to relish in the finer things.