I walk through the airport’s cool, frosted glass doors. Salt-tinged air warms my face. Out here, the party’s in full swing. People gather with glasses in hand. Bottles of Chassagne-Montrachet chill in buckets of ice at their feet. Bursts of laughter radiate from the well-heeled crowd as a rainbow assortment of Minis and Mokes whizzes […] The post A Party Started At Eden Rock St. Barths in 1950. It’s Still Going. appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

I’m slightly out of breath, thanking my Soul Cycle instructors for my current fitness level. The climb has been hard work. But, I’m prepared. After all, I’ve had a year to get ready. A year to imagine the moment I’d see this architectural wonder in person. Hanging precariously from a mountain cliff, it’s lived up […] The post Bhutan is the World’s First Magic Kingdom appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

It’s never the wrong time to buy a gift for the birder in your life. Do you have a birder in your life? A traveler? A traveler who likes to birdwatch? Look no further. A few of the best gifts for birders, travelers, and frequent fliers are summed up right here. On our honeymoon, my […] The post 8 Amazing Gifts For Birders, Travelers, and Frequent Fliers appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

It’s taken me months to write about my summer trip to Ibiza. I tried to write about it, but nothing flowed. All I came up with were uninspired headlines and stale content. I put down my pen and surrendered. Eventually, I realized the problem. My experience in Ibiza wasn’t typical. It didn’t include the top […] The post The Best of Ibiza, Unabashedly appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

I love to ski in Stowe. Ummm, let me rephrase that. I love to ski in Stowe when the sky is cloudless, cobalt blue, and the temperature is firmly north of 32 degrees. I love to ski when the slopes are blanketed in fresh powder and crowd-free. Because I despise early wake-ups, I usually don’t […] The post The Most Inspirational (Non-Skiers) Guide To Stowe appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

Our van takes a sharp left from the busy road through a small gap in an unassuming stone wall. Twisted tree limbs dangle over it and I have the urge to hold my breath as we squeeze through. I peer out the rear window, half expecting the gap to close up and disappear into the […] The post From Jamaica, With Love: The Goldeneye Resort Review appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

I’ve been living in Washington DC for nearly 14 years. Aside from my childhood home, it’s the longest I’ve lived in any one place. Our nation’s capital has been good to me. It offers all the things I love in one bite-sized city. If DC is the solar system in which I reside, Georgetown is […] The post How To Spend 12 Hours In Georgetown (Like A Local) appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

A butterfly floats out from the greenhouse door as I walk in. Its pale amber and brown wings catch the breeze. Inside, the smell of ripe tomatoes fills the air—intoxicating in the way only farm-fresh vegetables can be. It’s early morning at Sunnyside, a farm in Washington, Virginia, just 90 minutes west of where I […] The post Blue Rock: A Beautiful Mini-Break in the Blue Ridge Mountains appeared first on I am Lost and Found ..read more

Community centers are public spaces where people gather for activities, social support, and public information. The introduction of radio, TV, and the internet may have downgraded the need for community centers, but at one point they were local lifelines. “What does this have to do with Baltimore’s Sagamore Pendry Hotel?” you might be asking. Be patient, I’m getting there. Rec Pier: A Brief History The Sagamore Pendry Hotel was originally a former cargo warehouse located at the top of Recreation Pier in Baltimore’s Fells Point neighborhood. ‘Rec Pier’ was once the hub of this waterside commun ..read more

Kappo Makoto opened in DC’s Palisades not long ago, filling a sushi-shaped hole in the neighborhood. Recently, I snagged a reservation at one of Kappo Makoto’s 21 seats and watched Chef Ogawa create an omakase dining experience not unlike the kind one would have in his home country of Japan. I turn left onto MacArthur Boulevard. The peloton races by, all lycra-clad and perky in their collective excitement. I walk past Black Coffee, its line for morning glory muffins and oat milk lattes rolls out the door, beyond people reading the Sunday Post, and towards the farmer’s market. The market is ove ..read more