There’s something plain magical about seeing the sun rise from the air.
Located in NYC, this park has been used in a number of movies. The one that always sticks out most in my mind is August Rush.
I loved having a view of NY from a slightly elevated level AND not having to pay for it!
Eat a Chicago Dog!
It was beautiful during my most recent trip to Chicago! Last year I got caught in a little bit of snow.
Lake Michigan has a thin covering of ice in some areas, with the sun slowing melting it away.
I had been down to the Navy Pier area before but wasn’t aware of the small park near the entrance. On the water here, there was a thick snow/ice build up. Lots of owners walking their dogs which made for some fun dog watching.
On my first trip to Chicago a number of years ago, I was able to go to a Cubs game in the historic Wrigley Field. As a solo traveler I feel as though my ears are always open to what others are saying, which I guess could also be called eavesdropping… In this case, and most times, it provided me with a unique opportunity so I hopped on the ‘L’ and headed up to to Wrigley. It’s definitely not a new stadium but it has historic charm.
One of my favorite parts about visiting the South is sweet tea. It’s a requirement in every restaurant.
I had a quick turnaround in Memphis and was bummed that the one thing I really wanted to do was closed on Tuesdays – The Civil Rights Museum. I should have learned after earlier this year I trekked for miles to find that a museum I wanted to go to was closed… I at least had the good sense to look it up first this time.
As I arrived too late and left to early for dinner at Rendezvous, I did make sure to engage in two other musts.
The first was a visit to the historic Peabody Hotel to see the ducks. The ducks visit the lobby every day at 11:00am and 5:00pm. I recommend stopping by. It’s quick, cute, and free! They lay out the red carpet for these special ducks and reserve a special elevator just for them.
The second must is of course Beale Street. I was there in the middle of the day so it wasn’t as busy as it can get at night. There’s a lot of history and some great restaurants as well. I stopped off at the Blues City Cafe for lunch before heading out again.
For those Elvis fans, don’t forget to check out Graceland. It is outside of the downtown corridor but definitely worth a visit. They’ve even created their own hotel now!
On my way into town, my uber drive doubled as a tour guide and had us stop at the historic Sun Studios where many famous musicians have recorded.
We were fortunate to be making such good time on the way back, that we diverted over to Cape Horn. Cape Horn is at the very tip of South America.
In 1904, 400 to 500 ships came around Cape Horn, 12 were lost. In that time the sun was needed in order to navigate, however, the sun wasn’t present a lot of the times. As a result, ships would turn too soon and run into Cape Horn. 50 limped in for repair and 12 turned around and went the other way.
In 1914, the Panama Canal opened and and ships took this shortcut instead of rounding the Cape.
For sailors, they could put one up on the table if they had rounded Cape Horn, and two if they had been to both polar regions.
Throughout the day, we celebrated as the various nationalities came into the New Year.
We were on Argentine time down in Antarctica.
We celebrated with various parties, including an “Embrace the Bizarre” costume party. My roommate and I were “The Tall and Short of it.” We switched clothes and it was rather hilarious.
The best part of the day though was the sunset. There has never been a better sunset though. With the clouds and the sun barely dipping below the horizon, it continued for forever… It will be a New Year’s to remember that’s for sure!
“Take the Rockies, The Alps and Mount Washington. Cover them with thick crusted snow that, like frosting spread by a giant’s hand has spilled down over the land to end in a jagged, uneven border where it meets the sea.
Imagine yourself on a spaceship in another world. A world that for ten million years has been locked away behind ramparts of ice, where escape is blocked in all directions by a cruel, cold, ocean.
Take all the adjectives in Mr. Roget’s Thesaurus and you still haven’t got it. For nothing, not even Mr. Roget’s best can convey one’s first impression of that vast, mysterious immensity of ice.
It is a less in humility, an unforgettable reminder of man’s mortality, and it is like no other place on earth.”
From “My Antarctic Honeymoon” by Jenny Darlington, one of the first two women to over winter in Antarctica 1947-1948,