In my life as a globetrotter, I have missed large swaths of my own country, including much of the upper Midwest. Grand Rapids, Michigan, gave me an opportunity to discover something new. And it was a pure delight.
Wales reminds you to unfold your days–and life–like a map, understanding we can’t always refold them the same way. In this corner of the UK, the ever-present ancient structures and modern culinary delights are a vacation in themselves. Bilingual Wales (Welsh and English) has the most castles per square mile in the world, excluding the ubiquitous castle-like churches. Its population of three million people thrives in a vastly diverse landscape the size of New Jersey. Nearly everything fun you can do here is accessible by public footpaths that explore spectacular stretches of coastline, forests, intimate villages, and the world-class city of Cardiff. This place isn’t just a feast for the eyes; it’s a land of feasts.
When my friend, Erik, first floated the idea of a self-piloted voyage along the Erie Canal, I did the math. From my apartment in Rochester, New York, I can drive west to the town of Spencerport in 21 minutes, 17 should the traffic lights cooperate. If heading east, I can make it to Pittsford in ten, though I usually stop at Wegmans en route, which tacks on another 30. The village of Fairport, meanwhile, requires 25 minutes behind the wheel—practically a road trip by Western New York standards.
It is 5:30 in the morning. Shawn leaves his home on a bike, pedaling toward a horizon painted in dusky orange, just minutes before sunrise. The only sound that awakens the silence comes from the soft clinking of the bike chain. He steers the handlebars toward a trailhead where his group of fellow walkers awaits. Every Saturday, the group meets to explore Dili, the capital of Timor-Leste, on foot. A group made up of foreigners and locals, they share one thing in common: the love of being outdoors and building community. They call themselves “Dili Saturday Walkers.”
As the world bids farewell to the old year and welcomes the new with the chime of midnight on New Year's Eve, a global tapestry of hope, resolutions, and a collective fondness for age-old culinary traditions unfolds on New Year's Day. These are traditions that both me and Ian have grown up with and ones that continue to this day in the homes of my family members and ours.
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Today, while most countries continue to honor New Year's Day on January 1st, each country's traditions couldn't be more different.
When we hear mention of Harpers Ferry, John Brown’s raid to create a slave rebellion typically comes to mind. But Harpers Ferry's history is much deeper and full of surprises. The Union troops who captured Brown, leading to his hanging and eventually the Civil War, were led by US Army Colonel Robert E. Lee, who brought 86 marines and a young West Point lieutenant, James Ewell Brown Stuart, nicknamed “Jeb.”
The days between Christmas and New Year’s offer a peaceful pause after the busy days of the holiday season. During this calm interlude, festive decorations still glow, emails slow down, and everything moves at a gentler pace. This is an ideal time for reflection, expressing gratitude for the past and looking forward to the new year with hope. It’s also a frequently overlooked opportunity to support our communities, as many needs persist even as the holiday excitement fades.
The rainbow provided cause enough for our guide to detour from the itinerary. He made a quick left-hand turn and came to a sudden stop overlooking the towering rock pillars. The doors flew open, and 20 or so passengers tumbled out to capture this magical moment. It almost felt disrespectful to take a photo without asking Mother Nature for permission.
