Had to share this blogger’s visit to Milano. Their photo of the Galleria Vitorio Manuelle II (the world’s first shopping mall?) brought back memories of my visit there over 30 years ago.
How we got there We took the Frecciarossa 1000 from Roma Termini to Milan. We traveled in economy plus/premium economy and it was so worth it! This was by far our best train experience. The service is similar to flying in international premium economy or perhaps domestic business? Aside from some graffiti, Milano Centrale is […]
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Like to walk or bike on a trail less traveled?
Here’s a site that offers a nationwide map of hiking, walking and cycling trails. The link I’m posting is the map view of trails near my hometown and will prompt you for a login. Before you curse hear me out.
I typically don’t post such links but…
- this view is sort of difficult to find.
- it’s run by a non-profit.
- it’s really, really cool!
TrailLink.com is part of the Rails to Trails Conservancy, the folks that work to convert old railroad alignments into hiking/biking trails. If you’re not familiar visit www.railstotrails.org.
A few years ago I attended a conference in Albuquerque. I arrived at ABQ late in the evening and headed toward baggage claim. Walking through the terminal I made my usual scan of the airport’s amenities. I like to know what the airport offers just in case my return trip becomes a campout. Food court, check; sports bar, check; news stand, several; wooden propeller… what?!?
A small exhibit with a wooden propeller hanging on the wall above it caught my eye. As I got closer I was surprised to see an unmistakable silhouette. Inside the display case was a scale miniature of the wacky flying catamaran from Italy known as the Savoia-Marchetti SM.55. An unusual flying boat–or more accurately two boats–joined by a massive wing.
The story of this propeller and how it ended up in Albuquerque, New Mexico is a tale of international intrigue– and an overlooked bit of aviation history. Continue reading A Seaplane in the Desert
On a recent trip to San Antonio we flew through Dallas on Southwest Airlines. As in DAL… not DFW. That means Love Field, or maybe a better name would be Southwest Airlines Field. Other than a couple of Virgin America flights the entire airport is Southwest’s.
It had been at almost 20 years since I had been to Love Field and it was a pleasant surprise. It’s small- though not tiny- but has a surprising selection of eateries. We had a two-hour layover so we started searching for ways to kill time.
Eating is always a solid choice.
“Eat it like a hamburger,” the guy says.
Moe’s calls it a “stack.” It’s a stack because it’s made from stacking two tostados inside a tortilla, then grilling it panini-style.
I call it ginormous.
I’ve been a fan of F1 racing for many years and attended Grand Prixs in Phoenix, Italy, France and the UK. And I’m talking real GP racing- not local Indy Car street races or local weathermen racing go karts around a parking lot.
2016 marks the fifth year for Formula 1® at Circuit of the Americas (COTA), and the triumphant return of real Grand Prix racing to the United States. I look forward to someday attending the USGP in Austin since it’s only an 8-hour drive away.
Continue reading U.S. Grand Prix Top Ten