Category: travel
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History Has Its Eyes On You
Here’s the cool thing about New York: It’s old. Maybe not European cathedral old, but as far as the United States goes, it’s practically ancient. Which, if you’re me, is awesome, because I am a giant nerd who loves old things. I spend the majority of my working life in museums, and I have a…
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Don’t You Just Love New York in the Fall?
It makes me want to buy school supplies, and do all of the things on this list. New York in the fall is New York at its best, conjuring up Nora Ephron and Rob Reiner visions of a city gone sepia-toned. You can keep your summer rooftop bars and your springtime row boats and your…
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Growing Up Won’t Bring Us Down
Zelda and I have hit a milestone lately. We are officially at the age when our friends have begun to get married. Now we haven’t quite hit the point where each week’s mail contains a thick white envelope filigreed with arabesques announcing the union of yet another happy couple. But while we have yet to…
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Ghosts That I Knew
I recently found myself in an airport. I hadn’t been in one for over 7 months, which is a long stretch for me. I used to be able to mark my months by flights: to school, home for Thanksgiving, back for finals, home for Christmas, back for another semester, off to spring break, back again,…
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Gettin’ Loud All Summer Long
Something about summer always makes me nostalgic. The heat, the smell, the sounds — summers always remind me of hot sticky days in Louisville or frollicking in summer rainstorms at camp, two and three-a-day field hockey practices and the post-practice pain that aches in that sort of wonderful kind of way. But most of all,…
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Deep Greens and Blues
I’ll be honest: July has not been the kindest to me. As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I’m moving, which in and of itself is a stressful ordeal. I‘m a nester, someone whose wanderlust runs counter to my extreme discomfort about any big life or location change. Add to that the serpentine torture of the…
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Stranger In a Southern Land
We are super excited to introduce our very first Guest Writer to the blog! As two Louisville gals living in Bushwick, our perspectives have certain limitations, so we’ve been reaching out to some of you folks to get another spin on things. Interested in becoming part of the Z&S writer family? Email us at zeldaandscout@gmail.com!…
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When the Sun Goes Down in the South
It’s a sultry Kentucky night, one of those July evenings when everything is sticky with heat. Sundresses are plastered to slick thighs, and heels slip back and forth along the leather beds of sandals. Hands flap like desperate wings, trying to beat a little movement into the heavy air. And yet, despite the hundred degree…
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Left My Troubles All Behind Me
Zelda and I had an English teacher that liked to say that there were a limited number of stories in the world, and everything we read was just a variation on one of them. (I never heard the whole theory, but I remember being skeptical at the time. I’m still skeptical, actually.) The quest narrative…
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Come Hear the Music Play
Summer has been in the New York air this past week (something which, for many months, we wholeheartedly believed we’d never be able to say again). The sunshine and the palpable humidity have put us in mind of one of our favorite summertime, and Southern, activities: listening to music in the great outdoors. May is…
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