Thumbs up: Indianapolis. Thumbs down: US Airways (I should have known better). The airplane from Indianapolis operated by Air Wisconsin was probably refurbished last in 1983 (the flight attendant was old school and friendly though). Three hour layover in Philadelphia … Continue reading
Category Archives: Travel
I was really impressed with downtown Indianapolis. Ambitious restaurants. People on the streets. Bike Lanes. A canal walk trimmed with gardens. A riverfront developed with a music venue, walks, and a conservatory. As is my usual, I went off to … Continue reading
I spent the last week of May in Indianapolis at the American Institute for Conservation‘s Annual Meeting. I’ve been a member of AIC for about 10 years, and this conference was the best I’ve attended. Hats off to the staff … Continue reading
I’m off to Indianapolis for the American Institute for Conservation Annual Meeting in Indianapolis. While many of my colleagues at work got an early start on their Memorial Day weekend, I was busy crossing my t’s and dotting my i’s … Continue reading
Just barely. Dr. V. indulged my whim to visit the assemblage of historic trains at New York’s Grand Central Terminal last weekend, May 11, 2013: National Train Day. For a moment there, I felt like we were part of a … Continue reading
Mrs. G and I were telling a friend, Mrs. S., about our 2005 trip from Dixon, Illinois to New York City via the 1913 alignment of the Lincoln Highway. A shot from Joliet, Illinois. … Continue reading
The end of March found my mom and I in southern Arizona. My great uncle Mr. B has a cattle ranch outside of Tucson, where he set up business in 1952 (read a post about the nearby historic site The … Continue reading
I have to ask the question above, because I truly don’t know the answer. I’m not a transportation expert (though sometimes I think I should have become one, rather than a museum professional). I grew up in the country, experienced … Continue reading
On the road, so keeping it short. My mind is turning toward summer travel. I haven’t been to Asbury Park since before Hurricane Sandy. I’m not sure how it’s going, but my first visit to Asbury was around 2006, before … Continue reading
Arizona is a strange place for me. I dry out – after a week back on the east coast, I still feel parched. I’m covered in dust brought to me by breezes that don’t stop. The noise of NYC rings … Continue reading