We normally stay with my wife’s sister and her husband when we roll into town. It’s tradition. It’s comfortable. It’s free. But Christmas changes everything. This year, thanks to everyone coming into town including three members of my clan flying in from the Minneapolis St. Paul area we decided to spare the household chaos and book a room at the Embassy Suites in Saratoga Springs, conveniently located off Broadway and Congress Street… directly across from a 24-hour CVS, whic

December 23, 2025 began the way all great holiday travel stories do: with an Uber bill that makes you briefly question every life decision you’ve ever made. Ninety-five dollars later, we rolled from our home in Oceanside to San Diego International Airport, arriving a heroic three hours early because nothing says seasoned travelers like being wildly overprepared. Armed with CLEAR and TSA Precheck, we strutted toward security like airport royalty. We expected chaos, delays, ma

For all my fellow Tesla owners, let me share a little Thanksgiving adventure with you. As you know, I live in Southern California—land of eternal sunshine and people who panic at the sight of a cloud. Well, right before Turkey Day, we actually got a rain shower . Yes, yes, I know… “It never rains in Southern California.” Well, it did. And apparently my Tesla took it very personally. So, there I am, driving through what you East Coasters and Midwesterners would call “a light m

Ah, San Francisco — the City by the Bay, home of sourdough bread, sea lions, and apparently, travel chaos with a side of mystery meat...