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Why it's Worth Hiking to Glymur in Iceland

Robert Frost Knew a Thing or Two About Roads

Until recently, Glymur stood as Iceland’s largest waterfall, knocked from its long reign by Morsárfoss, an outlet glacier of Vatnajökull revealed by the melting of Morsárjökull. Aside from being difficult for English speakers to pronounce, this discovery is a testament to Iceland’s forever changing landscape, and to exploring the road less traveled.



5 Things Every Tourist Should Do In Seattle

After spending a long weekend running around the city, my long-time friend Elise and I decided to embrace our inner tourists and see the sights. Aside from taking lots of selfies and walking around with an open map at all times, we recommend doing these five things in Seattle.


AUGUST: Assateague Island, MD

This Ain’t No One Horse Town

Assateague Island is about a 15 to 20-minute drive from Ocean City, a thin strip of land where Maryland and Virginia’s Chincoteague Island collide. There are no roads to connect the two, and in order to reach one from the other, you have to drive back to the mainland. And it's famous for one thing . . . wild horses. 

JULY: Canoe Camping at Cheney Pond

Nature vs. Nurture: Can the art of camping be learned?

You’ve probably never heard of Newcomb, NY. If you have, I’m going to guess you’re either from somewhere near this modest, charming Adirondack town, you’re one of the approximate 400 people that currently live there, or, like my boyfriend, you grew up there . . . 

MAY: New Orleans, LO

When I used to picture New Orleans, I imagined trails of hot, sweaty bachelor and bachelorette parties crowded together with to-go cups, little clothing, the roaring sound of their voices blurring together as they stumbled through unidentifiable puddles and drifted like a haze in the humidity . . . 

APRIL: Newport, RI

A road trip with the right person can be all you need—even when traffic turns a four-hour trip into six. For my old college roommate Christine and I, the unexpectedly long drive was a chance to catch up, laugh, and . . .


Three years ago, I did a really moronic, idiotic, stupid thing. I fell in love. Don’t worry, it wasn’t stupid because of the guy (well not entirely anyway), it’s simply because we lived, and still live, two and half hours away from one another.

JANUARY: Edgartown, MA

December 31st isn’t exactly a popular time to visit Martha’s Vineyard, it’s not exactly a New Year’s Eve hot spot, but still, we wanted to see the island for the first time in the offseason, to experience it at a slower, less crowded pace.