Category: United States
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Girl on a Whaleship
Thought this was pretty cool- It’s the journal of a six-year-old Edgartown girl from 1868, who went on a three-year whaling trip with her family. I’m pretty sure when I was six, the biggest adventure I got to go on was getting to ride my bike to the end of the street… but I did also…
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10 Adventures To Do: South Florida
I’m an outsider living in the Miami area. Plain and Simple. The never-ending traffic on US-1 still baffles me; I have to googlesearch the nearest post office; I don’t speak a word of Spanish. Let’s just say, I’m still trying to get a grasp on my surroundings… Anyways, as far as South Florida goes, I’ve done all the basics:…
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Rafting on Key Biscayne
In July, my friends and I bought a giant raft, and I was convinced it was the best impulse buy ever. I stand by that decision. Even though the weather was less than ideal with hazy skies and patchy sunshine, a group of us crossed over the causeway onto Key Biscayne to celebrate Labor Day…
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Secret Beach
SoBe or Key Biscayne? Up until today, I thought these were my only beach options within reasonable distance of the University of Miami Campus; now, I know better. We had actually just crossed the causeway onto Biscayne (Crandon Park bound), when one of the passengers in my car suggested the ‘secret beach,’ instead. Himself a student…
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Sunday Brunch
Spicy smoked salmon, oversized crab legs, juicy shrimp, tangy muscles, fresh salad, warm bread, every fruit you can imagine, rich chocolately fondue, creamy très leches: collectively, a mere sampling of the unbelievable feast I enjoyed today at the Rusty Pelican on Key Biscayne. Before today, this waterfront restaurant had been a favorite of mine; after Sunday…
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What I’m Going to Miss Most about The Bay State
At the moment, I’m stuck in traffic. In the passenger seat. In dirty New Jersey. In misery. Ok, maybe I’m being a little pessimistic… I’m just really sad about leaving Massachusetts (and really, really sad about the smell of NJ at the moment). It’s going to be at least two months before I’m home again-…
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