Usually when you travel with small children, there is no compromise. You’re either dragging them through some museum or historical site where the memory of it will forever be footnoted with your child’s terrible whining, or you’re slogging through a theme park only to serve as their placeholder on a two-hour line so that the kids can ride the spinning tea cups for ninety seconds without experiencing the weight of the wait. But traveling Newcastle with kids, allows parents and their small children to strike a compromise, guaranteeing both parties enjoy the day.
When a city falls into economic despair how does it rise again? And what can make it a destination for travel and culture?
In 2017, Hull will host Britain’s UK City of Culture. When Liverpool hosted Europe’s City of Culture in 2008, it was a success and Britain decided it needed to keep running a spin-off to the continent’s yearlong event. Four years ago, the first UK City of Culture was held in Derry, the divisive city in Northern Ireland. Next year, it’s “Everyone Back to Ours,” as the slogan declares throughout the new host city, in anticipation of an event that residents and officials hope will dig out Hull.
The thought of polo always rubbed me wrong. I used to play water polo at the University of Maryland. And while I’ve grown used to smiling off clever people who like to ask me where I parked my ark, I always found myself straining when that same sort of quick wit led that same sort of person to ask me where I parked my horse. Read more
New Hope is one of those towns that you visit for the nothing-much-to-do. It’s pretty, like if a less charming Charleston had shrunk down to a few blocks and moved to the north, or if Woodstock lost some of its hip because it allowed Starbucks and Dunkin’ Donuts to come to town. Read more
I’ve been tired of amusement parks since my late teenage years. Back in 2000, I had worked as a camp counselor and for one week, the camp traveled to Virginia’s theme parks. I was riding about ten rollercoasters per day. After that, I was done. I dropped my all-attraction wristband into the garbage, refused the stamp upon exit, and left the world of amusement parks behind me. Read more