A personal week in El Paso, Texas: more than thirty years of friendship, a Fourth of July with family, desert adventures, murals, Mexican food and the cowboy boots I had dreamed about for eighteen years.
My first trip to Las Vegas: the Strip, Bellagio, Caesars Palace, Fremont Street, our real hotel stay — and why I knew almost immediately I’d come back.
Los Angeles didn’t take my heart, but Hollywood, Venice Beach, Santa Monica, Griffith Observatory and Universal Studios still gave me some very good stories.
No Antelope Canyon reservation, confusing time zones and an unexpected drive to the Grand Canyon North Rim — all in one very long day from Las Vegas.
My son wanted to drive from Las Vegas to Los Angeles the sensible way. I wanted Route 66. He is a get-there person. I am a but-we’re-already-here-so-we-have-to-see-it person. He was driving, so technically he had the steering wheel. I had the itinerary. Guess who won. We took the I-15 corridor from Las Vegas toward Los…
White Sands New Mexico looks a little like someone built the perfect beach and then forgot to add the sea. Brilliant white sand. Blue sky. Mountains in the distance. And when we visited, almost nobody else was there. I remember looking around and thinking there were maybe four other cars besides ours. That made an…
I had wanted to go to the United States for as long as I can remember. Not in a “maybe one day” kind of way. America had been sitting somewhere on my travel wish list for years. Then I finally had a reason to go. A friend of mine lives in Texas. So the original plan was…