[dropcap]P[/dropcap]ale yellow paths, decorated with stone mosaics wind through gardens fragrant with the scent of gardenias, bougainvillea, and jasmine as well as yellow Alamandas flowers for which the resort is named. Owner Isabel Goldsmith who inherited the place from her grandfather, simply fell in love with this remote paradise and
Its weather is gorgeous. Its beaches are beautiful. Its locals are friendly and welcoming. So it’s hardly surprising that over the past 50 years Puerto Vallarta has transformed from an idyllic fishing village into a getaway spot that draws thousands of tourists a year. Yet, not every cute little beach
Channeling my inner George Jetson, I strap the jet pack to my feet. However, even with the power of flight literally at the tip of my toes, there is not initial success.
Escape to Puerto Vallarta’s warm waters and hospitality
Sailing along Europe’s Danube River conjures images of historic castles, rolling vineyards and UNESCO World Heritage towns. With flowers in bloom, spring is a great time to visit. Fewer crowds compared to summer means easier access to popular attractions along with money saving opportunities. A Danube River Cruise offers a
A riot of blooming wildflowers amidst the ruins of ancient civilizations, sunny skies, warm weather, and best of all, far fewer tourists competing to see the extraordinary sights that Greece has to offer, make Spring the best time to visit. Our original plan was an April trip to the Greek
“Nobody walks in Abu Dhabi. It’s the desert,” the hotel clerk warned when I asked whether two sightseeing spots that looked deceptively close on my map could be reached on foot. “People either take buses or taxis,” he added. So, abandoning any hope of wandering, I boarded the hotel shuttle
“Duck,” I shouted to my son, who pedaled his blue-colored cruiser bike a few feet behind mine. I’d rounded a corner on the dedicated cycling path and ridden into a curtain of Spanish moss hanging from an ancient oak. The lacy light green moss brushed my forehead, but given his
Our bright yellow 4×4 grinds higher up into the Sierra Madre Mountains. The high peaks rise like jagged green jewels above Puerto Vallarta, Jalisco, Mexico. Under a canvas canopy cover I cling to my vinyl seat, inhale sharp mountain air and wonder about lunch.
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