72 Hours in Chicago: Skyscrapers, Hot Dogs and Deep Dish Pizza

72 Hours in Chicago: Skyscrapers, Hot Dogs and Deep Dish Pizza

My 72 hours in Chicago were…. sweaty. I happened to visit on a weekend of “record-breaking temperatures” in the mid to high 90s. Not exactly ideal for exploring a city, right? (We talked about this in my post about why I hate summer travel). But I made the best of it and even though we skipped a few things due to pure heat exhaustion, still saw plenty of awesome stuff in the Windy City. I also spent a lot of time in air conditioned bars. Don’t judge. Continue Reading…

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5 Reasons Summer Weekend Travel Is the WORST

5 Reasons Summer Weekend Travel Is the WORST

I love summer, and I love weekend travel. But the two together? Not so much. Here are five reasons why I think summer weekend getaways basically suck.  Continue Reading…

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Colombian for the Weekend: 72 Hours in Bogota, Round II

Colombian for the Weekend: 72 Hours in Bogota, Round II

Some people think it’s a waste of time and money, but I love going back to the same place twice. The first time you’re so stressed out about doing all the “musts” and seeing all the sights, you don’t really get a chance to absorb the actual vibe of a city. I’ve found that I really enjoy a destination more the second time around – I feel like I know what I’m doing, I have favorite things in mind that I want to see and eat, and the pressure to do anything in particular is off. So in May I jumped at the chance to visit Bogota, Colombia for the second time with my friend Camila, whose family is from the city. While the first time I traveled there with her in 2013 was a whirlwind of sights (the Gold Museum, Monserrate, the Salt Cathedral and the Usaquen Flea Market), round two was slightly more relaxed. As Camila’s mom told me, I was experiencing a typical Colombian weekend. Continue Reading…

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48 Hours in San Francisco, and the Amazing Craziness That Is the Bay to Breakers “Footrace”

48 Hours in San Francisco, and the Amazing Craziness That Is the Bay to Breakers “Footrace”

“We’re all wearing spandex unitards, should I buy you one? Oh and we’re getting up at 6:00 a.m. on Sunday to go to a party.” When my sister was rattling off plans for the weekend I had planned to come visit her in her new home city of San Francisco, I was more than a little confused. I’m sorry but did you say unitard? 6 a.m. wake up time? Two things that don’t strike me as ingredients for a good time. Little did I know that I’d picked the best weekend of the year to visit: the weekend of Bay to Breakers, San Francisco’s famous annual footrace. Continue Reading…

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The Next Chapter: Goodbye NYC, Hello Boston!

The Next Chapter: Goodbye NYC, Hello Boston!

If you follow me on Instagram or Facebook, you might have noticed that a few months ago I left New York City and moved to Boston. This post is long overdue and it’s honestly been such a whirlwind that I haven’t had time to put thought into what I wanted to write. I considered something along the lines of how hard it was to say goodbye to New York or the love-hate relationship I had with the city, but honestly so many other bloggers have said it before (including, very recently, one of my favorite fashion bloggers Bows & Sequins – she summed up my feelings pretty well!). I don’t think anyone needs to read my likely less eloquent version, so I’m simply going to reminisce about the ridiculous slash hilarious crap I put up with in order to live in the Big Apple in the first place. The likes of which I would *never* put up with nowadays! Continue Reading…

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  Hi! I'm Anna. I recently moved back to my home city of Boston after 4 years in NYC. I'm traveling the world on weekends and my blog is filled with stories from my 36, 48 and 72-hour adventures. I'm on a mission to prove that you don't need to quit your 9-to-5 to lead an exciting and travel-filled life!
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