Traveling as a couple is a whole different ball game compared to solo trips or group tours. It’s a blend of shared excitement, occasional squabbles, and those unforgettable moments that only two people can truly appreciate. Over the years, I’ve learned that turning these experiences into a travel notebook, poems, and now blog is not just about recounting where you went, but about capturing the magic of traveling together. So, if you’re itching to start your own travel blog wi

There is something strange about Governors Island. Every time the ferry pulls away from Manhattan, it feels like crossing into another world. Not far away. Not dramatic. Just... different. The noise softens. The pace slows. The city begins to feel less like something surrounding you and more like something you are simply looking at from afar.

There is a strange quiet that happens at the end of a long trip. Not the quiet of a peaceful place. Not the quiet of mountains or empty streets. But the quiet that settles in when you realize the journey is almost over.

There’s something quietly powerful about watching people you love experience a place you already know by heart. Rick and I live here. New York is our everyday. Errands, routines, favorite corners we don’t think twice about anymore. But for five summer days, the city shifted. It slowed down just enough for us to notice it again.

A short video of all 40 locations we went to over the past year to celebrate me turning 40 this year!  We work hard to get to travel and are so fortunate to be able to do so! https://youtu.be/TOAiJbosjgI?si=lb4xinSQbewNK2iG   I joke about being surprised that I made it to 40. But in reality there have been moments and decisions that do make this feel lucky or fortunate at times. Not only to have made it - but to have made it to where I am - happy, successful, whole, and loved