Travel tip #79…make pit stops

Life is…of course…about the journey. But sometimes life is about ticking off the friggin’ miles….driving fast over the flat and boring stuff and getting to the end goal with a few extra minutes to spare. Then again…when your travel buddy (who will go by the fictitious initials of KP) is not a fan of the…

Travel tip # 142…Jumpstart your season

Dear Branson, I’m sorry I said some snarky things last week. I was going through a rough patch…you see…I had just returned from a few days in…ummm…Branson. Oh dear…that didn’t come out right…I’m doing it again… What I meant to say is that when I left Minnesota, spring was making a reluctant appearance. The snow…

Travel tip #79…Get Yer Kitsch On

I just came back from Branson. Missouri. Say it with your teeth gently clenched and just barely move your lips. “Muh-Zuhr-Uh. It’s fun. The list of places I don’t want to go on this earth is very short, but Branson has always placed high on it. My daughter’s show choir was scheduled to perform there…

Get lost

“Do you have a map?” I asked, as I bought the tickets. “Nah…just wander around and get lost. That’s the point,” he replied. It’s the sort of place that would give over-protective parents nightmares. It’s like Mad Max meets the jungle gym…or a creative genius and a mad scientist crash together the way that peanut…

The Arch

“It’s out of your way,” he said. “There’s no such thing,” I replied. I don’t mind a little side trip of a hundred miles or two. It’s “The Arch.” And that was reason enough to detour on the way home from Nashville. Some stats from http://www.gatewayarch.com: It’s called the Gateway Arch It’s 7560 inches tall (630…