When you ride the rails to Red Rock, it is almost as though you expect the clock to be at High Noon, and Gary Cooper to be waiting as you alight on the long platform at nearby Coff’s Harbour, from the aptly acronym-ed, Xpress Train (XPT). Hardly a bullet train, more a “hold-ster” really, although it was sparsely peopled when I rode it.

Why do I write? Why do you care? You may have seen the blog hop that’s been going around this summer, where travel writers share why they write. It’s a fascinating look at how all of us share our journeys. As you may surmise, each writer is different – and inspiring.

Have you ever read a book with such an extraordinary sense of place that you either felt at home –or longed to feel at home– there? Have you ever traveled to a place where you immediately felt at home? What is the unique draw of these places? And why do these places affect each of us so differently?

No Massachusetts summer vacation is complete without the taste of an ice-cold brew paired with the hot, crispy, fried seafood from one of the country’s best clam shacks. Many of these reside along the North Shore of MA, the ultimate seafood and beer destination. Here, some of the freshest seafood comes from the oldest of places.

Florida Culture for the Week of August 11 By Josh Garrick

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In a state whose motto is: "Live free, or die,” one might think of a brash countryside filled with gun shops on either side. The simplicity of New Hampshire’s slogan understates the beautiful scenery, kind-hearted people, and perhaps makes it sound a bit boring—which it is anything but.

From our cottage at Sørfjorden, Vesterålen, Northern Norway. A great day, and my daughter Nathalie (9) trying to catch some salmon, with bad luck. Later this evening, the sun set, and gave us some great colours at the sky, reflecting the clouds in the fjord. August 6 2014

If you’re in Frankfort, Michigan to soak up the atmosphere (beach! Swimming! Sailing! Shopping! Theatre!). There’s so much to do in this small town that you’ll find yourself hungry time and time again.

You know when you’re shopping and all of a sudden, realize you’re hungry? Yes. This happens far too frequently, I imagine. Well, there we were, hitting up the IKEA in north Cincinnati when the growls of our tummies were too loud to ignore. Never mind the chocolate we’d picked up, or the lingonberry jam…we wanted hot food.

Too often, history goes by the wayside when we're inundated with fresh news. But really, history - and life - are composed of small moments, built layer by layer. I was a teen when my cousins moved down to the Appalachian Mountain region and we went to visit.