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Party in the city where the heat is on

I awake with the sun rising over The Atlantic, a brilliant pink, and steal a few more minutes of slumber. I’m up early today to head to Miami and picking up the Tri-rail double decker train, I set off on my long journey. Will Smith is on my iPod singing about South Beach as we set off, and I’m in the zone. Continue reading “Party in the city where the heat is on”

Going with the flo…

I’m en route to West Palm Beach today so this means another two internal flights this morning. I’m not entirely sure what possessed someone who is completely petrified of air travel to book all their stops using aeroplanes; but here we are once more. Continue reading “Going with the flo…”

Une Bonne Aventure…

Today I’m heading slightly out of town up to Savannah’s Bonaventure Cemetery on the bluff of the Wilmington River. Seen as it was a key deciding factor on me stopping here over Charleston; I’m pretty excited to say the least. Continue reading “Une Bonne Aventure…”

Anything but ordinary, please

I awake early this morning after a deep sleep worthy of the dead. I’m not really sure what to do with myself after yesterday, as I have a feeling the best experiences to have in Savannah won’t be written in any guide books or internet reviews. Continue reading “Anything but ordinary, please”

The 51st State

It’s my first day here in Bethesda staying with friends and this morning we head out of Maryland to Alexandria, Virginia-a quaint little marina town on the Potomac river. It’s beautiful rural territory and a far cry from the bustling city I left behind yesterday. Continue reading “The 51st State”

Where there’s a Will(iamsburg) there’s a way…

Today I have crossed the river east of Manhattan to head to Brooklyn. A hotspot to visit in its own right; I have been advised to check out Williamsburg for the best Brooklyn has to offer in a day. I take the L train to Bedford Avenue and emerge onto the baking sidewalk expecting the morning city rush, except it doesn’t come. Continue reading “Where there’s a Will(iamsburg) there’s a way…”

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