For years after Walt Disney opened his Anaheim, Calif., park, he was dogged by a single regret: Short on cash, he wasn't able to buy land to fend off a flood of budget motels that siphoned revenues and cheapened his beloved Disneyland.
The plan, basically, was to drive east and see what happened. Plenty could go wrong as we ventured into the Upper Peninsula of Michigan without a detailed itinerary, but we had heard glowing reports of world-class mountain bike trails near Marquette, and for our family of mountain bikers, that was enough. Even if the trails didn't pan out, we would still be near Lake Superior.
Los Angeles, vast and sprawling, can feel overwhelming. I suggest spending a couple of days in Los Feliz - a neighborhood that will give you some of the best L.A. has to offer while eliminating the hustle and bustle you're trying to get away from in the first place.
Jutting skyward, adding impressive verticality to low-rise downtown Bakersfield, the Fox Theater's tower presides over the H Street bustle and hum with stolid, deep-rooted grandeur. Scalloped and columned, a handsome marriage of Spanish colonial revival and art deco, the tower invites your gaze up beyond its concrete base, past its red-lettered signage, tapering to its ornate clock face where ...
When the electric sunset broke through the high wraparound windows and surrounding tree canopy, it looked as if pink, orange and green stained-glass panels had suddenly been installed inside the Seth Peterson Cottage. One more reason the place felt more like a cathedral than a small stone cabin in the woods.
As a small-town Southerner, I fancy myself a fried chicken and biscuits kind of girl. My country roots dictate that I indulge in anything fried, smothered and covered, or slimy, like okra and boiled peanuts.