December 7, 2015 | By Jake Kaplan, Inquirer Staff Writer
Nearly four decades ago, when their two-person traveling party welcomed a third member, Pete Mackanin's wife, Nancy, began keeping a journal. As Mackanin bounced from one baseball job to the next, his family moving from one town to the next, Nancy recorded all of their son's firsts and noted where they were in their lives at every given point. The journal is how Nancy knows the precise number of times she has packed up and moved with her husband: 57, or enough for about 10 lifetimes.
November 30, 2015 | By Nancy Rasmussen, For The Inquirer
With a big birthday sneaking (well, galloping) up on us, two dear friends and I wanted to travel someplace in the U.S. where we could enjoy both a serene, gorgeous area and a nearby big city. One would, hopefully, be just right for our yearning for a slower-paced, peaceful atmosphere, and the other would satisfy our still-energetic selves for the last two days of our trip. As we approached this milestone birthday, we realized we'd become more two-sided than ever - one side in bed by 9 p.m. and immersed in grandparenthood, the other side still active and excited to explore.
November 23, 2015 | By Daniel Picker, For The Inquirer
For me, the Jersey Shore holds memories that, as E.B. White wrote in his well-known New Yorker essay of many decades ago, "seem infinitely precious and worth saving. " My father, though born in Philadelphia, grew up in Atlantic City with his two brothers. My dad was the youngest child. My grandfather, "Pop-Pop" to me and my four siblings, ran a beautiful three-story hotel in the Inlet section. He lived across the street from the Absecon Lighthouse, then painted blue and white, as was his house on Vermont Avenue.
November 16, 2015 | By David Heller and Jill Richman-Heller, For The Inquirer
There is a moment during travel when relaxation kicks into gear. For us, it came in increments, beginning the moment we arrived in Honolulu. Straight out of our gate, we were steps from the outdoors and soft breezes that carried the scent of native flowers. Tourism is the basis of the economy on the Hawaiian Islands, and everyone we met had an unusually warm and welcoming attitude, in the spirit of "aloha. " We had been to touristy towns before, but not even in the Magic Kingdom were the people as mellow as they were kind and helpful.
November 9, 2015 | By Nancy Sauers, For The Inquirer
My nephew's Peace Corps assignment in Zambia gave us the impetus needed to plan a three-week adventure in Africa. Once there, in northeast Zambia, we visited several villages, complete with mud brick huts with thatched roofs, wandering chickens, curious children, and friendly adults. We were treated to three honorary dinners featuring a village chicken, greens, and the starchy Zambian staple nshima, made from maize flour. The guest of honor was directed to eat the chicken gizzard before starting the meal.
November 2, 2015 | By Winnie Lucchesi, For The Inquirer
As last summer was ending, our silver Tacoma climbed through the Cascade Mountains with four adults and a jon boat in tow. Moss-colored peaks, like giant green gumdrops, corralled us through the highway toward our Adirondack vacation. My cousins and husband visualized a respite from suburban South Jersey - fishing, dining, shopping, and relaxing. But I'd been apprehensive about this wilderness week. I'd prepped myself with camping videos on YouTube and researched survival products.
October 30, 2015 | By Hillary Rea, For The Inquirer
Carrie Brownstein, one-third of pivotal punk band Sleater-Kinney and star of the comedy series Portlandia , has just released her memoir, Hunger Makes Me a Modern Girl . The book showcases the drive, passion, and anxiety of creating music that was polarizing - for the listeners, between bandmates, and, for Brownstein, internally. Her writing is lyrical and her story forthright. This fusion of style and content reveals a dark, introspective voice from someone who thrashes around on stage in her band and elicits hysterical fits of laughter on camera.
October 22, 2015 | By Anndee Hochman, For The Inquirer
Sharon Katz was raised on the privileged side of apartheid, in a white, Jewish, liberal South African family. By 15, she was sneaking into black townships, befriending actors and musicians. "I was living in this white world, and now I had my eyes opened to how black South Africans were feeling. " Nonhlanhla Wanda grew up scared. Apartheid kept South Africa's races - blacks, whites, Indians, and "coloured" (mixed-race) - apart with separate schools, hospitals, parks, and neighborhoods.
October 19, 2015 | By Frank King, For The Inquirer
Periodically, I receive from my university alumni office brochures advertising exotic trips to far-off destinations. I usually browse through them and then throw them in the trash. But then I saw one advertising a cruise celebrating the centennial anniversary of the opening of the Panama Canal. Rather than a massive cruise ship, the trip was on a luxury yacht-size vessel with only 36 staterooms accommodating 72 passengers. I knew that trip was worth experiencing, so I promptly called the travel agent, who informed me only one stateroom was available.
October 12, 2015 | By Fred Beckley, For The Inquirer
My buddy Mike once said to me, "Look, I'm fat. But that doesn't make me a gourmet. " He was talking about beer. He was at my house, and I was holding forth on whatever I was pouring, and he was calling me out. He claimed I didn't know anything about beer, including how to pour one. But I really like beer. So when my wife dragged me (memo to self: Change dragged in final version) to a destination wedding in northern Vermont, only one name sprang to mind: Heady Topper. Heady Topper is the unicorn of beers.
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