Bon voyage to me

Your attention, please.

Tomorrow I will be boarding a flight to Rome, armed with my camera, iPod, brand new Kindle, and an inappropriate amount of luggage that I will deem as “traveling lightly” while everyone else groans and rolls their eyes. I will also be wearing leggings as pants. Comfort is key in international travel, and I have a  fear of deep vein thrombosis. I’m pretty sure constrictive non-legging type pants will increase the odds of all of the blood vessels in my legs violently exploding in a bloody mess all over my fellow passengers. I believe this is a medically accurate description.

But, assuming I survive, I will return with (hopefully) amazing photos, happy memories and perhaps a few Italian luxury goods! And then I will tell you all about my exotic travels and you will be equally entertained and jealous.

I’ve managed to throw together a few weak-ass posts that are scheduled to go up while I’m gone so you don’t forget about me completely. Yes, they are mostly pictures. Sorry I’m not sorry. I’ve been busy. In a contest of who is the busiest person in the world, I would win based on my dramatic diatribe listing all of my exhausting obligations. But not because I’m actually busier than everyone else. I’m sure Barack Obama is busier than me. And also probably Kim Kardashian.

So I guess I’ll meet you back here in June! I hope the rest the month of May is as good for you as it is for me. (HA, there’s no way that could happen – mine is going to be AWESOME! Unless I die from deep vein thrombosis…)

Ciao for now!

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The American Club

Last Friday, Will and I jaunted off for a last-minute weekend getaway to The American Club in Kohler, Wisconsin.

As you can see from the photos, it was a cozy, relaxing, indulgent trip to a snowy winter wonderland. As soon as we got there, it started snowing and never really stopped the entire weekend. Luckily, when the storm hit full-force, we were safely inside and watching it from our window while toasting with the complimentary champagne given to us at check-in (my kind of place!).

If I were to sum up the weekend in three words, they would be: Eat. Drink. Relax.

Does it get much better than that?

We did take a break from those three things on Saturday afternoon when we walked over to the Kohler Museum and Design Center. There, we learned about the history of the resort, which was originally built in the early 1900s as a village for workers at the Kohler factory. We also saw some pretty awesome sinks, toilets and bathtubs. My favorite part was walking through the luxury (non-functional) bathrooms, each one presented by a well-known designer. If I was a homeless person in Kohler (which probably doesn’t exist), I would visit the Design Center pretending to be a tourist and find somewhere to hide. Then, when they shut down the place for the day, I’d go relax in one of those incredible bathtubs all night long.

Is it weird that I think these things?

Anyway, since we were in Wisconsin after all, we also completely and utterly OD’ed on cheese. Cheese plate, cheese curds, beer cheese soup, cheese fondue – we ate it ALL. Within the course of 24 of hours. Now whenever I eat something without cheese in it, it feels wrong. I’m not sure if my digestive system will ever be the same. But it was so worth it.

ITALY !! :) :)

I had trouble coming up with a title for this post, but I think what I ended up with accurately expresses my thoughts right now.

Because… we’re going to Italy this spring!!!

Plane tickets are BOOKED. So there’s no turning back now. Not that I’d want to.

Rome, Capri, Amalfi, Venice, Florence… hide yo’ pasta, hide yo’ wine. And hide yo’ gelato. Cuz I’m eatin’ everything out there. Run and tell that.

Anyone have any suggestions for things to do, places to stay, where to eat? All you Rick Steves wanna-bes out there – hit me up!

(Images from here, here, here, here and here.)

Lake Geneva: There’s more to Wisconsin than cheese curds

Last Sunday, we met up with my family in Lake Geneva, WI and spent the day walking through rich people’s backyards and nonchalantly trying to peer into their windows.

And while that might just sound like a normal afternoon, the thing that made it special was that we were also walking alongside a really pretty lake.

Not a bad way to spend the day.

Rockport, pt. 2

It’s places like this that make you wonder why you live where you do. Especially if you live in Detroit. Or Gary, Indiana. For example.

Relaxing, walking, eating and hanging out with family I don’t get to see very often – this trip to Rockport was just what I needed.

If any of you are planning an East Coast trip and want info on the area, hit me up! I have some great restaurant recommendations.

Shark bait

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You can’t really see them, but there are actually surfers out there this early in the morning.

Don’t they know that sharks are most likely to attack at dawn and dusk??

And this is great white country – the movie Jaws was filmed nearby!

Am I the only one around here with an intense irrational fear of sharks and/or mechanical fake sharks from the 1970s??

I think I know the answer to that one.