Travel Tips

I used to think solo travel meant being alone. Turns out, that’s not quite right—or maybe it is, depending on how you handle the first forty-eight hours.

Where the Outlaw Trail Actually Runs Through Mountains That Remember I’ve driven this route three times now, and each time I forget how the light

I used to think measuring spoons were just measuring spoons—those nested metal things your grandmother kept in a drawer that always got separated and lost.

The highway sign says “Scenic Byway” and honestly, I didn’t think much of it at first. I’ve driven through a lot of Arizona—

I used to think slot canyons were just, you know, pretty hiking trails with some shade. Then I drove out to Buckskin Gulch—technically near the

I’ve driven past Cedar Mesa three times before I actually understood what I was looking at. The thing about this corner of southeastern Utah—

The Trans-Canada Highway Isn’t Actually One Road, and That’s Going to Mess With Your Head I used to think the Trans-Canada Highway was just

I used to be the person who’d bring three pairs of shoes for a weekend trip. The logic seemed sound at the time—what if it rained, what if

The road into the Needles District isn’t really a road at all, if we’re being honest. It’s more like a negotiation between your vehicle’

I’ve driven a lot of coastal roads, but Kahekili Highway still makes my palms sweat. The Road That Tourism Brochures Conveniently Forget to Mention