A very sold out Alhambra, many closed businesses for spring break, and a true adventure seeking parking in the city. These were all harsh reminders that Matt and I make excellent vacationers but are still on the journey to becoming experienced backpackers. Our vacations always come with a solid plan and bookings made well in …
The wind was howling, begging for a fight with my freshly curled hair. The smoke from the fire was doing its best to blind us both, and the bitter cold pierced through our skin like a thousand little icicle needles. Despite the elements, nothing could detract from the happiness we felt standing on that Icelandic …
Approximately one year ago… Megan : “We should quit our jobs and travel the world for a year.” Matt : Rolling his eyes, “Yeah, sure.” *Cue mocking laughter* Things over here at Port Wine and Adventure have been a little dry lately. When you’re saving your pennies and binging Netflix is your primary activity of …
Beep. Beep. Beep. It’s the sound of my watch marking the stroke of midnight. Matt’s goal is to beat the clock and make it home before my watch sings its way into the new day. Tonight, he’s not here as I listen to the sound of defeat. It was another late night at the restaurant …
*Actually written by: Matthew Reed Whether you are just passing through a new city or it’s in your own backyard, a brewery is a great way to learn about an area and to get a feel for the community it serves. Megan and I find that a brewery is a great pit stop whenever we’re …
“If I ever have an affair, it’s going to be with cheese.” Yes friends, those are the words of a cheese fiend. The words of my fiancé. Should I be worried? I figure as long as I keep our fridge stocked with cheese at all times, the man shouldn’t stray too far from his own …
“Like strawberry wine and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love oh bittersweet Green on the vine Like strawberry wine” For days, the lyrics trailed down the hallway. Spilling from the bathroom walls into my office to disrupt my concentration and make me hum along. Ever since I mentioned it …
Sometimes I wish I was the type of person who was content to spend the day laying on a beach with a good book in my hand. This always sounds great in theory. In reality, five minutes into chapter one and I am restless, irritably hot, and too busy daydreaming about tacos to remember that …
For years now, Matt and I have had an unspoken agreement that for our birthdays we must do something memorable. Beyond the usual treasures of a nice dinner and cake, we like to include something that we can look back on in the years to come and associate it with turning a certain age. Last …
“No repeats. There’s too much to see!” This is always my response to the suggestion of repetitive events. I think it is fully possible to enjoy and appreciate a situation without the need to make it an annual affair. The exception to this? Asheville. Up until about 5 years ago, I probably couldn’t have pinned …











