Truth is indeed, stranger than fiction. Did you know that the Dead Sea Scrolls were discovered when a bored Bedouin shepherd threw a rock into a cave?
Sunday morning is the perfect time to explore any new city. The tranquility makes it easy to see the bones of the place without the people, traffic, and workaday commotion – and there’s no better way to do it than on foot.
We’re inveterate shoulder-season travelers, which for us means that at some point in the autumn, we’re on the road – sometimes in the US, sometimes overseas. Last year’s trip was a month-long fall fling in the Balkans.
For us, one of the exciting parts of travel is the research and planning that it takes to make each trip a reality. Normally our trips are regional, and rarely do we just pick one destination, so in the early stages it’s thrilling to think that everything is possible.
Our first trip to Europe was a whirlwind, 14-day, 6-country Eurail Pass-stoked attempt to see and do everything. Those were the days of boundless energy, endless curiosity, limited time, and scarce funds.
Digging clay for a tile company isn’t the most glamorous job on the best of days, particularly during a cold Bulgarian winter.
Our love of old houses had its start in New Orleans.