North America is the third-largest continent in the world (just beating out South America). It covers approximately 24.5 million square kilometers and is home to such countries as Canada, the United States, and Mexico. North America is home to a diverse range of climates and ecosystems, including arctic tundra, boreal forests, grasslands, deserts, and tropical rainforests. The continent is also rich in natural resources, including oil, natural gas, timber, and ketchup. The three largest countries in North America—the United States, Canada, and Mexico—together form an “America sandwich,” with Canada as the top bun, the US as its meat, and Mexico as the bottom bun.
Lost Vegas: Check your good taste at the border.
We hopped down to Lost Vegas, home of Elvis impersonators, the Rat pack and large, overwrought mega-hotels.
Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: “Donde esta casa de cervezas?”
Amy and I brilliantly decided to blow five vacation days in Mexico this year.
San Francisco, CA: Thoughts on the West Coast of America.
What can I say about the City By The Bay that hasn’t been said countless times before? Lots.
Lake Tahoe, Nevada: Recalibrate your idea of what the color blue looks like.
My wife’s mother came to town recently, and we stupidly drove the four hours from San Francisco up to Lake Tahoe. It’s only about 200 miles northeast of SF, but…
Gilroy, California: The garlic capital and most vampire-free city in America.
Do you like garlic? I mean, really like garlic?
Palm Springs, California: Now we can say we went there.
We’d gone to Palm Springs for its warm, desert climate, but stayed for its Mid-Century Modern vibe.
Miami to San Francisco: We drive 3,504 miles in seven days.
We make the most life-changing move of our lives, to the promised land: California.
Los Angeles, CA: The Mondrian, aka “Our trip to Pretentiousville.”
On a recent trip to LA, I had the opportunity to stay at the famed Mondrian Hotel in Los Angeles.
Oahu Hawai‘i: “All expenses paid trip” turns out to be Advertising Club ruse.
We get suckered into judging the advertising of people who live in paradise, and we were not okay with it.
Miami and Key West: Our virgin visit.
We drive down to Miami and Key West for the hell of it.
San Francisco California: I’m now totally bi (coastal, that is).
I just flew back from a wild weekend in California. And boy, are my arms tired.
Orlando Florida: We pay homage to “The Rat.”
The year was 1975 when I first went to Disney World, and I haven’t been back until now.
