We all know that San Francisco summer weekends are always packed. Whether you're strolling the Embarcadero, peeking into shops in Chinatown, or celebrating yet another home team victory (go Giants!), there's so much to see and do in the Bay.
In Phoenix, AZ the locals know that when the mercury starts to creep up, resort rates fall and it’s time to take advantage of unparalleled discounts.
Summer is prime amusement park season. In the Bay Area, thrill-seekers have plenty of options and lots of ground to cover. Where should you go first? Some new attractions might help you narrow down the choices.
Who knew you could find a bat cave, castle, Japanese garden, and water sports in Phoenix, Arizona of all places? Yea, us neither. We've got a list of seven unexpected attractions that just may surprise you, perfect for your next trip to the desert.
One of the greatest food cities on earth, New Orleans has a truly one-of-a-kind spirit and verve. Its sensual magic easily translates into unique cuisine, historically formed from an array of cultures, and coalescing into unmatched Creole and Cajun cuisines. In keeping with the rest of the country, there’s a renaissance of mid-range, urban-chic, smart restaurants in Nola, alongside the eternal classics.
Austin is spawning more than its fair share of tech lodestars, transforming this quirky city on the banks of the Colorado River into a start-up scene–nicknamed Silicon Hills—that even Bay Area entrepreneurs could envy. The first Bitcoin ATMs in the United States landed downtown in March, and California companies such as Dropbox and Websense are ramping up local operations. In town to scout a start-up at the Capital Factory incubator? Take the weekend to see what all the fuss is about.
Why do you return to Dublin so often?” people ask.
A few years ago, I won a playwriting prize that came with a nice check. I said to my wife, “Let’s take a trip.” I hadn’t been to Ireland since the 20th century, when I carried a Eurail Pass and backpack and stayed in a hostel for £2 a night and wandered the streets of what was then one of Europe’s poorest cities.
A young man wearing a Britney Spears T-shirt tucked into a red longyi (wraparound skirt) poked at a tree with a 20-foot pole. I’d been in the dust of central Burma all day, traveling between ancient temples on a rickety bike, but this sight caught my interest.
“This owl—no good,” he explained in English. “It made my mom sick.”