We arrived in Montreal on a Friday with a rule we had made before crossing the border: no American chains. We were in Canada, we were going to eat Canadian, and that was that. We lasted until Saturday, when I really just wanted PF Chang’s, and there happened to be one north of the city…
The border crossing was supposed to take about twenty minutes. We got in the wrong lane immediately — the right lane, which moved at roughly half the speed of every other lane from the moment we pulled in — and once Winifred is committed, Winifred is committed. Three cars ahead of us, a drug-sniffing dog…
Our 2026 summer adventure was supposed to start on Thursday. M had her Keystone tests that week, and by the time Thursday afternoon wrapped up, we’d gotten a good amount loaded but not enough runway to comfortably make the drive up to Corning. So we pushed to Friday, had a relaxed Thursday night, and figured…
Oh hey, it’s me – Ariel. Your favorite road trip correspondent, campground security chief, snack inspector, and the actual reason this whole RV adventure works. The humans will tell you summer was all about “family time,” “adventure,” and “seeing new places,” but let’s be honest – it was about me.The trails? I walked them. The…
The last donut’s been devoured. The lawn chairs are folded. Ariel has patrolled the perimeter for squirrels one final time — and deemed it secure. Which means one thing: the RV season is officially winding down. There’s a particular ache in shutting the RV door for the last time in a while. It’s not dramatic…
Some trips are all about covering miles. Others are about slowing down and letting a place really sink in. Gettysburg was one of those. We rolled in from Somerset, PA, under a heat wave that seemed determined to follow us. The air felt thick enough to chew, but the history here – and the small-town…
Let’s be honest: this wasn’t the kind of trip that gets turned into a glossy postcard. It was hot. It was sticky. It was slow. And it was deeply, weirdly wonderful in the way that only settling in can be. We spent almost a full month in Ohio – starting with a prep week in…
Hi. I’m Ariel. I’ve got four paws, two humans, one RV, and a LOT of opinions about road life. I’ve sniffed more trailheads than your average fitness influencer and logged more miles than most rental cars. So believe me when I say: if you’re planning to hit the road with your dog, you’re going to…
By the time we pulled into McKean, Pennsylvania, the air smelled like fresh-cut fields, the sun was flexing at full strength, and Ariel had already picked a shady patch of shrubbery to begin her campground surveillance. After the big energy of Medina and Niagara Falls, McKean felt quieter-more hammock, less hustle. We didn’t have a…
We rolled into Medina just before sunset—Journey tired, the crew a little rumpled, and Ariel immediately claiming the shadiest patch of grass like she had a reservation. After the full-throttle week we had in Watkins Glen, this quiet Erie Canal town felt like an exhale. We didn’t launch into big adventures right away. Instead, we…
