About a decade ago, Joe Nolan, a semi-retired electrical engineer from Palm Desert, Calif., could expect to hop on a flight at Palm Springs International Airport and arrive in San Francisco 55 minutes later.
One of the most refreshing things about unplugged travel is breaking away from your usual pastimes and replacing them with different ones. I felt almost like a kid again as I packed my travel editions of Battleship and Connect 4, and a kite, something I hadn't used since my dad made one for me when I was little.
"Hey, I just realized this doesn't have auto-correct," my husband, Jeff, said as he was scribbling on the first page of the journal we just had purchased at Los Angeles International Airport. Our new life without smartphones, tablets and computers was going to take some getting used to.
For years after Walt Disney opened his Anaheim, Calif., park, he was dogged by a single regret: Short on cash, he wasn't able to buy land to fend off a flood of budget motels that siphoned revenues and cheapened his beloved Disneyland.
The plan, basically, was to drive east and see what happened. Plenty could go wrong as we ventured into the Upper Peninsula of Michigan without a detailed itinerary, but we had heard glowing reports of world-class mountain bike trails near Marquette, and for our family of mountain bikers, that was enough. Even if the trails didn't pan out, we would still be near Lake Superior.
Los Angeles, vast and sprawling, can feel overwhelming. I suggest spending a couple of days in Los Feliz - a neighborhood that will give you some of the best L.A. has to offer while eliminating the hustle and bustle you're trying to get away from in the first place.
Jutting skyward, adding impressive verticality to low-rise downtown Bakersfield, the Fox Theater's tower presides over the H Street bustle and hum with stolid, deep-rooted grandeur. Scalloped and columned, a handsome marriage of Spanish colonial revival and art deco, the tower invites your gaze up beyond its concrete base, past its red-lettered signage, tapering to its ornate clock face where ...