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  • 5 of the best unforgettable and over-the-top travel experiences

    Vacation, as the dictionary states, is ‘an extended period of leisure and recreation, especially one spent away from home or in traveling.’ Most of us are long overdue. So, when that much-needed vacation finally comes, make it an unforgettable travel experience. Read on for some much-needed travel inspiration.


    Travel, whether I like to admit it or not, comes with a certain amount of expectation. I might say, “Oh, I’m happy at any beach, as long as I can relax with a book,” or “I don’t care about the hotel room, I’ll be outside most of the day anyway.” Or even, “The service isn’t that important as long as the food is really good.”

    But, in reality, I care. A lot.

    Relaxing on a beach with soft sand underfoot is lovely, as long as it isn’t facing an off-shore power plant. I would prefer not to stare at a construction site from my hotel room, regardless of how little time I spend in it. And, service does matter, especially when my room key decides not to work at midnight.

    Micato Jeep

    Yes, I have expectations. So, what happens when already high expectations are exceeded? When what I already imagine will be great—is even greater? Those unforgettable moments, while few and far between, are the ones I relive time and again. These are my top five.

    Over-The-Top Travel Experience 5 / Helicopter Sundowner: Amangiri, Utah

    Amangiri is a resort tucked away along the southern border of Utah, where it meets Arizona. As with many Aman properties, Amangiri is small, and a challenge to find, which adds a level of exclusivity that attracts many luxuries, adventure travelers. Their excursions are equally exclusive and unique.

    Amangiri pool

    One such excursion presented to us while there, was the chance to watch the sunset over the Utah desert. That’s not terribly unique, one might think. How about watching the sunset, with a bottle of chilled champagne, from the top of an isolated butte, via helicopter? Now that’s more like it.

    Helicopter excursion

    We spied on the desert from above, the blades of the helicopter sliced the dry air, and made the trip worthwhile from lift-off. The pilot steered us towards Glen Canyon Dam, and then Horseshoe Bend, the iconic shape of the landscape giving credence to its name.

    Mesa view

    From this vantage point, hovering over the deep canyon, I could see the striations of rock that had formed over millions of years.

    View of butte from helicopter

    We landed on a nearby towering butte, the flat top was an ideal place for the pilot to set up our champagne sundowner.

    Mesa views

    The terrain was a sea of gold, the rich mesas, and distant buttes picked up the colors from the sun, and the sky dissolved into moody shades of blue. From our aerie, champagne in hand, and no sound aside from the whirling wind, the world stood still.

    Despite the high price tag of the excursion, I had no regrets. Even years later, it is one of the most unforgettable travel moments in my memory. And while my husband might disagree, who can put a price tag on that?

    Over-The-Top Travel Experience 4 / Sound bath: Blackberry mountain, Tennessee

    More than ever, wellness activities have emerged as daily essentials. Whether a 10-minute morning meditation, a mid-day walk, or a late afternoon restorative yoga session, wellness is more mainstream than ever.

    Wildflowers

    In the past, I had tried a few sound bath experiences from my phone, mainly to help me relax before bed. I was curious to try one in person. So when a girlfriend and I decided to take a trip to Blackberry Mountain, we signed up right away.

    Our instructor’s voice had a lulling cadence. He introduced us to the practice of sound bathing, which has nothing, incidentally, to do with bathing, or water. The room had high ceilings, and was drenched in creamy, warm light. He was surrounded by a multitude of instruments; gongs, rainmakers, and chimes, among them. A lovely setting in which to spend the next 90 minutes.

    Sound bath

    Six of us formed a wide semi-circle on the floor and draped ourselves in soft blankets. The instructor then placed a lightly scented lavender cloth over our eyes. Just five minutes in, and I thought that this was already exceeding my expectations.

    The senses in my body awakened, and I melted into the sounds. The gongs overlapped the chimes. The chimes overlapped the rainmaker, which sounded like waves crashing onto a beach. First softly, then gaining power, before receding again. I fell asleep, I think. Then awoke to tuning forks in G major, chants, and quite a few unnameable sounds. The vibrations of those sounds lifted and settled within me, as I drifted in and out of a dream-like state.

    Towards the end of the sound bath, the group was asked to slowly sit up. I reluctantly followed orders. The gauzy roller shades had been raised, the curtains drawn—had I even noticed them earlier?

    I found myself facing purple mountains— the start of sunset. The ridge was razor sharp, and pink and orange hues were just beginning to appear behind it. I smiled. Then I wondered when I could do the whole thing all over again. One reason, of many, to return to Blackberry Mountain.

    Over-The-Top Travel Experience 3 / Berber Tea ceremony: Atlas Mountains, Morocco

    An hour’s drive, and yet a thousand miles away from bustling Marrakech, are the mesmerizing Atlas Mountains. We were on our way to Kasbah Bab Ourika, a rustic oasis nestled gently in the mountains.

    Kasbah Bab Ourika exterior view

    A holiday at a kasbah feels intimate and secluded, the only sounds coming from the birds whizzing overhead, and the light rustling of leaves. Meals are served al fresco, with miles of the scenic landscape at which to gaze. While we were hard-pressed to leave the grounds, we knew the mountains had much to offer in the way of adventure.

    Hiking the Atlas Mountains and villages

    One misty morning, we set out on a two-hour guided trek toward a Berber village. The Berbers, an ethnic group native to Northern Africa, have a history that dates back to medieval times. The language and culture of the Berbers are still thriving in many parts of Morocco, specifically in the Atlas Mountains.

    Sheep

    En route to the village, we passed a herd of woolly sheep and abandoned homes overrun with fields of yellow wildflowers. There were no roads, only donkey tracks, and the occasional moped.

    Local home

    Our guide brought us to a village home where we were taught the ceremonial process of making Berber mint tea.

    Homemade bread Mint tea ceremony in local village

    The matriarch of the family showed us her technique, which involved a series of constant pouring and re-pouring. First, she placed the tea leaves into the pot and added boiling water. She swirled to warm the pot, and then rinsed the tea leaves. Next, she strained the water, reserving only the leaves.

    Village women

    She then added more hot water and allowed it to steep for a few minutes while we chatted—our guide acting as translator. Lastly, sprigs of mint, and a touch of sugar, were added to the teapot. We were honored and humbled by the chance to take part in a small piece of traditional Berber life. I will likely never have a mint tea experience that compares.

    Over-The-Top Travel Experience 2 / Hammam Spa: The Royal Mansour, Morocco

    A hammam, or Turkish bath, is a centuries-old, traditional, Arabic cleansing and bathing ritual. Modern variations of hammam can be found at hotels, resorts, and spas throughout Northern Africa and the Middle East.

    The Royal Mansour gardens

    Meant to boost the immune system, a hammam treatment uses hot steam to dilate blood vessels, and increase circulation throughout the body. Pores are opened, toxins are released, and the body is immediately refreshed. This sounded intriguing, and unlike any therapeutic treatment, I’d had in the past.

    The Royal Mansour hammam/spa

    I decided to visit the spa at The Royal Mansour Hotel, in Marrakech, to experience the hammam. I was told that their interpretation of it was one of the best in the city. Marrakech was aglow with high-density, prismatic, and outrageous color, but the spa at the Royal Mansour was decidedly the total absence of it.

    The Royal Mansour gardens

    I opened the oversized spa door and entered a world of polar white—a jarring contrast from the green gardens I had just left behind. Vaulted cathedral ceilings, a fountain overflowing with white roses, and pale, pastel couches—all within a room of white, wrought iron, latticework. It was ethereal.

    The Royal Mansour hammam/spa white roses

    Following a short respite on a daybed in the spa’s waiting area, I was summoned by the therapist. She asked me to lie down upon a hot stone platform in a cavernous, marbled, and windowless room. I happily obliged, and put my 21st-century cares behind me, relishing this 8th-century bathing ritual.

    A fragrant steam surrounded me, as the therapist scrubbed off layers of unwanted skin with a special black soap, and an abrasive Kessa mitt. It was harsh, and made my eyes water, but was surprisingly invigorating.

    The Royal Mansour hammam/spa white roses

    Next, she gently poured, and then shockingly threw, warm water across my body, waking me up in an admittedly unexpected way. She proceeded with a full body massage, using therapeutic oils, in an array of intriguing scents.

    Lastly, I was escorted to one last room. Bright light streamed through the window towards an inviting, private, plunge pool. Much to my immediate dismay, I discovered it was actually an ice bath. She asked me to immerse myself in the frigid water. While I was initially reluctant, I knew this eye-popping part of the treatment was meant to invigorate my skin, which after 90 minutes of pampering, felt as silky as a newborn baby’s.

    The Royal Mansour

    Hammam is an experience that is likely not everyone’s cup of tea, given its unconventionality. For me, however, it was all a part of the African adventure. No regrets, Marrakech.

    Over-The-Top Travel Experience 1 / Dinner on the Delta, Botswana

    There are few places in my travels that have moved me as much as Africa. I am a wildlife junkie and love any opportunity to see animals in the wild. It is no surprise that Africa, and Botswana in particular, would take up such significant space in my travel memories.

    Selinda Camp view

    After three days of game drives along the Okavango Delta, we thought we had seen it all. Lions, leopards, hippos, and elephants, filled our days and invaded our dreams.

    Elephants in the fields

    At the end of our last day in Botswana, Foster, our gentle and soft-spoken guide, took us back to our camp so that we could change for dinner. As we climbed out of the dust-covered Land Rover, our safari-weary bodies in need of a hot shower, Foster told us he had one last thing to show us.

    Leopard in tree Botswana

    My interest was piqued, but my body was shattered. In keeping with my ‘no regrets’ attitude, I climbed back into the Rover and rallied. We bumped along the bush for twenty minutes or so, getting farther and farther from camp, (and a hot shower). The sun was just starting to descend.

    We curved around a thicket of trees, startling a few baboons along the way when I spotted something unusual. Not more wildlife, something entirely unexpected.

    Sunset dinner

    Miles from civilization, miles from our camp, in the middle of the African bush, was a full-blown, pop-up dinner. A top-shelf bar was created around an ancient tree. A roaring bonfire mimicked the palette of the setting sun and was surrounded by chairs and blankets. A communal dining table set for twenty, and a lantern-lit pathway towards a fully functioning bathroom.

    Dinner was being prepared by cooks over open fires, and multiple mouth-watering aromas wafted through the air. I fleetingly wondered if the lions would find the smells as enticing as I did. We were awestruck.

    sunset

    The entire staff of our tent camp, plus the other guests, were treated to a fully-catered dinner in the bush. We sat for hours, eating and drinking, sharing and comparing stories of the day. We replayed our magical moments in the delta.

    Hippos in Botswana

    The low trumpets of elephants, and snorting grunts of hippos in the distance, were the musical soundtrack. With no one manning the camp, I wondered if the cheeky, resident, vervet monkeys were having a party. Botswana—I hadn’t even left, but I was already missing it.

    Experience matters

    We live in a world of bells, beeps, whistles, tones, and chimes—mostly coming from phones and screens. Our lives are filled with constant noise which interferes with our ability to relax and have calm.

    The sounds from these five experiences; the chimes of the sound bath, the wind whistling past us on a remote butte, and the trumpeting of distant elephants, were the antithesis of my normal cacophony. I embraced the sounds of these once-in-a-lifetime experiences. Unforgettable.

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  • The Best Things To Do In Nashville (and why it’s the Ultimate Girls’ Trip)

    The Best Things To Do In Nashville (and why it’s the Ultimate Girls’ Trip)

    The best things to do in Nashville—the ultimate fun-filled destination for a girls’ trip. Hip hotels, uber-cool neighborhoods, and fabulous food. Bingo y’all!

    The Best things to do in Nashville

    “Hey y’aaaall”.

    I’ve spent most of my life in the Northeast. Hearing so many chirpy ‘y’all’s’ in Nashville feels like I’ve dropped into a 1990s Reese Witherspoon film. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a fan of Reese and her films. But it was interesting how one word could carry such, well, enthusiasm.

    Fast forward a few hours. I hear conversations over cocktails with locals and old-timers humming tunes in the streets. I tilt my ears toward honky tonk bars. And hear guitar chords trickle from the open doors. I hear the soft hush at Husk and the intoxicating cheers of fans after a Titans win. Sounds like these would become the soundtrack of our trip.

    In just a few short days in Nashville, I learned to listen in a way I hadn’t before.

    mural In Nashville

    Welcome to big/small city life in Nashville

    Nashville is big—bigger than I anticipated. A network of neighborhoods covering about 530 square miles and a population of almost 700,000. The Ubers, however, are inexpensive and plentiful, so we crisscross the city with ease. In hindsight, a map would have been a good idea, as crisscrossing wasn’t the best use of our short 72 hours in Nashville.

    We start at the famous wall mural ‘What Lifts You,’ and then on to the colorful Hatch Print Show. Later, we visit the Country Music Hall of Fame, the Gulch, 12 South, Germantown, and back. We find out that every Uber driver has a story to tell in Nashville.

    Nashville neon sign

    The Best Things to Do in Nashville: Biscuit Love Breakfast

    The first food stop on what becomes a weekend of non-stop eating is Biscuit Love. Located in the trendy Gulch neighborhood, it’s a true stand-out in a city that knows biscuits. We wait in a fast-moving line, where a perky hostess hands out menus before we reach the door.

    In no time, we have a plate heaped with biscuit French toast, topped with blueberry compote, lemon mascarpone, and house syrup. It’s lovingly called ‘The Lily’, and it is a bold start to our southern culinary adventure. It‘s crystal clear that any more than 72 hours in Nashville will be a real issue for my thighs.


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    Neon signs in Nashville

    The Best Things to Do in Nashville: Head To Nash-Vegas

    Nashville appeals to the artist, the musician, the storyteller, the sports fanatic, and the foodie alike. I wasn’t raised on country music, but I’ve had an appreciation for the genre ever since Carrie Underwood’s “Before He Cheats” was released in 2005.

    Broadway‘s neon lights flash and beckon us inside the endless array of bars. We hear traditional country, modern country, and cheesy cover bands. We catch a burlesque show in Printer’s Alley, as well as an intimate performance of new and talented musicians at The Listening Room.

    At each turn, we glimpse folks (see how easily I slot into Nashville, y’all?) of all ages, and in all phases of sobriety. It’s a party on every corner in Nash-Vegas. Each venue competes for our attention, but in an oh-so-polite southern way.

    In the bars at Nashville

    The best things to do in Nashville: Go bar-hoppin’

    Located on Lower Broadway, Robert’s Western World boasts live music seven days a week and is popular with tourists and locals. It’s the week before Christmas, and a country rendition of Feliz Navidad gets the crowd on their feet. It seems the whole of Nashville is here, shoulder to shoulder, singing along.

    I love watching older couples dance. Their bodies fit together as they’ve likely done for decades. I meet men who can identify the brand of whiskey from the sound of the bartender’s pour. Boys twirl their partners around with ease, all the while holding a beer cozy as tightly as a running back with a football.

    The best things to do in Nashville: The Listening Room

    We reserve tickets for a performance at The Listening Room—a small venue in downtown ‘SoBro’. That evening, a trio of talent takes the stage. Trannie Anderson, Lena Stone, and Jake Duke take turns on the mic, each one playing up the other’s talent, or taking a self-deprecating tone when one outperforms the other. Young artists on the rise, each hoping to catch a break or end up on Sirius XM’s The Highway Channel. We leave awed and impressed.

    It’s a glimpse into the world of country music. Songs about love, heartbreak, and beer; repeat. The show is made more festive by a nearby table of Santas. Santas in cowboy hats; Santas in cowboy boots; Santas with bourbon. The exclamation point on a memorable pre-holiday night.

    bedroom hotel in Nashville

    The best things to do in Nashville: Stay in The Gulch

    We opt to spend the weekend at the Thompson Hotel in the Gulch neighborhood. Trendy shops, high-end restaurants, and central access to the city’s main sights make it an easy choice.

    The rooms are modern rustic chic. Oversized and unusually tall pine headboards, soft Sferra linens, mixed textures and textiles, and distinctive lighting create a cozy southern feel. The Muzen wireless speaker is a fitting musical touch for Nashville.

    Opting for a suite with a connecting room, we have plenty of space to lounge and relax between our daytime and nighttime events. The large living space features floor-to-ceiling windows, comfy couches, a stocked Nespresso bar, and a wide selection of teas and snacks.

    The lobby was equally cool, with lounge-y living spaces that echo the rooms. A wooden, geometric library is filled with design and music books, as well as a turntable with shelves of vinyl records. Textural, local artwork adorns the walls, and the attached Killebrew Coffee bar makes it a true hangout, whether you are a guest of the hotel or not.

    Living room hotel in Nashville

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    Hattie B's in Nashville

    The best things to do in Nashville: Hattie B’s Hot Chicken

    Food is an inherent draw to Nashville, and we take full advantage of experimenting with southern cuisine. After an hour or so wait in the rain at Hattie B’s Hot Chicken, I secretly wonder if it would be worth it (it is, phew!).

    We try everything from ‘mild’ to ’damn hot’, scorching our taste buds for the love of hot chicken—a cuisine I didn’t even know existed until earlier that day. We are told the rain kept many at bay, and that an hour’s wait is considered a gift by Hattie B’s standards.

    Biscuits in Nashville

    The best things to do in Nashville: Feast

    We tried every southern specialty we could find. Fried chicken biscuits at Milk & Honey, hearth cornbread at Husk, lamb loin with ginger grits at Etch, and stracciatella with turnip and black truffle at Rolf & Daughters.

    Etch’s Deb Paquette earned her spot as the first woman to qualify as an executive chef in the state of Tennessee. Her open kitchen contributes to the convivial vibe, and a low buzz makes the atmosphere warm and inviting. We order as many dishes as we can and opt to share everything to avoid any chance of food envy.

    Before dinner, we cozy up to the small, pretty bar, have a cocktail, and let the locals tell us where to go. It’s there that we learn about Robert’s Western World, the burlesque show in Printer’s Alley, and the famous karaoke van, which, alas, will have to wait for another day.

    Husk in Nashville

    Nashville’s Husk

    Husk is the culinary highlight of our weekend. I‘d been to the sister restaurant in Charleston a few years back, so I knew we were in for a unique experience. Like the Husk in Charleston, the restaurant is in a residential neighborhood and in a beautiful, historic 19th-century mansion.

    The lighted pathway to the front door creates the mood. The dining room’s high ceilings make us feel like guests at an intimate dinner party. Windows are framed in delicate white lights as a nod to the season.

    We discover that the tableware is created especially for Husk by a local ceramicist named Caroline Cercone. As a sentimental touch, they are fired with ashes from Husk’s fireplace. One of many thoughtful touches in this jewel box setting on Rutledge Hill.

    We eat our way through the seasonal menu, tempted by the warm skillet cornbread and spaghetti squash johnny cakes, as well as shrimp and grits, and Bear Creek Farm pork. The meal exceeds expectations, which are already high. It’s a nice contrast to trendy, open Etch and the local, rustic Rolf & Daughters. Three distinctive dinners in a city of distinctive food.

    Barista in Nashville

    The best things to do in Nashville: Sip and shop

    A girl’s trip wouldn’t be complete without a little window shopping. We pick a few neighborhoods and wander aimlessly. The weather is bleak and cold, but it refuses to dampen our spirits.

    We drop in and out of local boutiques, cupcake shops, coffee shops, and Reese Witherspoon’s retail venture, Draper James, which is located in the 12 South neighborhood.

    Later, we head towards Germantown for a coffee snob’s dream brew at The Barista Parlor. We lose ourselves there for over an hour, chatting and relaxing. The cavernous warehouse setting makes it a great spot to wait out the rain.

    At Alexis + Bolt, we oooh and aaahh over the mix of home decor and clothing. However, the real showstopper is the actual space that the owner designed. Dramatically colored walls, funky wallpaper, and a bathroom make a bold statement.

    There are couches and coffee tables that double as retail displays, piled high with thoughtfully curated merchandise. The owner is all too happy to chat with us about her design aesthetic, favorite paint colors (Sherwin-Williams, Black Fox), and her sweet doodle, who roams the boutique


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    Marathon Village in Nashville

    The best things to do in Nashville: Visit Marathon Village

    Once the rain really sets in, we decide to head indoors. Marathon Motor Works, which originally manufactured cars back in the early 1900s, has been converted into over 130,000 square feet of multi-use space. A comedy club, distilleries, shops, and restaurants only begin to scratch the surface of this unique building. It’s since been renamed Marathon Village, and we spend time weaving in and out of the shops.

    Heavy on TN souvenirs, we also discovered a few art galleries and jewelry shops that celebrate local artists. The building’s interior is interestingly designed and has a museum-quality feel, displaying various auto parts from the past 100 years.

    Art guitar Nashville

    Bye Y’all

    We make friends at every turn, Uber drivers, locals, bartenders, and shop owners alike. Maybe this is just the way it’s always been in Nashville. Regardless, it was love at first bite, sight, and note. I now have The Highway pre-programmed into Sirius XM.

    But most importantly, I learned to say y’all with genuine enthusiasm.


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