All posts tagged: adventure

Hipmunk City Love: The Hottest Boutique Hotels in Vancouver

A city where the mountains act as a backdrop and the ocean kisses the downtown shore line, Vancouver, British Columbia, is a dream city come to life. The West Coast capital is full of trendy places to stay, tasty restaurants home to world-class chefs, music venues galore, and nature escapes just outside the city limits. So whether it’s a Canucks hockey game or simply a love for traveling that brings you to the city, you can find the perfect boutique hotel in Vancouver. L’Hermitage Hotel If you’re looking for a place to stay with a feeling of home, look no further than the L’Hermitage Hotel. Located on the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors of a residential building in the heart of Vancouver, guests will experience all the perks of home while visiting the beautiful West Coast city. L’Hermitage Hotel has free bicycles for exploring the bike-friendly downtown area, as well as a private rooftop heated saltwater lap pool and Jacuzzi. All the rooms – from the “Petite” Boutique Room to the Two-Bedroom Signature Suite, guests can …

The Local Lowdown

Welcome to my latest project | The Local Lowdown.  With the success of my 48 Hours In project, I’ve decided to expand my outlook. I want to write about places I haven’t been yet (or don’t know soo well), but would LOVE to visit. I will interview locals from each of my desired travel destinations, give a little background information about my special guests and also a list of their favorite hotspots in their stomping grounds. If any of you would like to be interviewed for a specific place, please leave a comment and we’ll be in touch! Check me out on Facebook where I’ll post the latest updates every Wednesday.    

“A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are built for.”

“A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are built for.” -John A. Shedd, Salt from My Attic, 1928. This will be my inspiration for my new adventures in Donostia-San Sebastian. I have to keep reminding myself that without big risks, there will never be big rewards. I’ve taken on something that most people might decide not to do. I’ve jumped into a new life with no idea of what’s going to happen in the future. But I guess that’s half the fun of it.


I got an email the other day from — the subject line read: “It’s been six months since your last trip.” I couldn’t believe it. Six months has already passed since I last booked my hostel in the Canary Islands? I stared at the email thinking about those three months of traveling before clicking the box to delete it. Man, does time fly. It’s now the very last day of July 2012. I just rolled in from the beach, searching for the slightest sign of ride-able waves. Trickles. The surf shop had students floating on the passing baby swells, but it was nothing I wanted to bring my board out into. I parked the truck, grabbed my towel and headed for the water. I needed a good dose of salt water. My mind had been swirling all day with thoughts of visas, moving in October, friends I’ll get to see again and friends I’m leaving in the States. I’ve come to realize a good dose of salt water will really help cure anything. I’ve …


I sat in the Dublin airport with my face in my hands. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks and as I thought about where I was heading — home. It’s funny. A year ago I had sat in the same terminal waiting for a flight to Boston with the same hot tears running from my eyes. But this time, it was different. A year ago I was ready to leave to Europe, I wanted to go back to Maine — to see my family, friends and the beautiful coast. A little over a week ago, I was sad to be done my travels, I was sad to be going back home. Before I left for my trip I wasn’t sure how many months would be too long or too short. I took a guess and made sure I’d use my 90 day tourist visa to the max and go from there whether I find work to make extra money or if I had properly made a budget, still had money of my own saved to …