A week in Edinburgh reminded me that sometimes the best itinerary is the one you abandon.
Read the Edinburgh Meander
I came for the Gilded Age. What stayed with me were the spur-of-the-moment detours in between.
Read the Newport Meander
The views, the food, and the people: the moments when St. Martin felt like absolute paradise.
Read the St. Martin MeanderMeander is an independent travel journal celebrating unhurried exploration. It’s for travelers who would rather experience a place than conquer it.
From the journal of Jennine About MeanderLoose guides to exploring cities and neighborhoods without turning the day into a schedule. A few places worth seeking out, plenty of room in between, and permission to wander off course.
EDINBURGH
Horses, riders and cobblestones moving through the heart of the city.
EDINBURGH
Stone steps, hidden passages and sudden city views just beyond the Royal Mile.
EDINBURGH
Rich, comforting and exactly the sort of meal you hope to find after a long day on foot.
NEWPORT
A Gilded Age summer “cottage” of limestone and arches, set among sweeping lawns and clipped gardens above the sea.
NEWPORT
Brick walks, shingled shops and red, white and blue bunting. Newport’s waterfront, dressed for summer.
NEWPORT
Heaped with sweet lobster on a toasted roll, with fries on the side. A New England summer essential.
ST. MARTIN
A rope swing, two loungers and a long table under the eaves. Mornings started here, with the hills rolling down to the bay.
ST. MARTIN
Soft sand, clear water shading from glass to turquoise, and sailboats resting off the cays. The kind of blue that doesn't look real.
ST. MARTIN
The water turns silver as the sun drops behind the clouds. A few figures stand on the rocky point, watching the day end.
Conversations about first impressions, unexpected moments, and the memories that followed me home.
Honest after-action notes from each trip: what worked, what didn’t, and what I’ll do differently next time.
