I'd left my brand-new iPhone 17 in the Uber. It contained my whole life!

Tour Hearst Castle through the stories of William Randolph Hearst, Julia Morgan, Marion Davies, Hollywood legends, and the unforgettable rooms that make California's most famous estate so extraordinary.

From Hearst Castle and Big Sur to Carmel-by-the-Sea, my favorite stops along California’s iconic Highway 1.

From buttery croissants to breathtaking coastal views, discover Tracey’s favorite San Diego experiences, including Cabrillo National Monument and local hidden gems.

Some cities are meant to be studied. Copenhagen, in my opinion, is meant to be savored.

Backroads does an exceptional job curating its trips. The hiking level is accurately advertised, so there’s little guesswork about what you’re getting into each day.

Colorful wooden buildings lined the harbor, mountains disappeared into mist, and church bells echoed across the waterfront. Even before our hiking adventure through Norway’s fjords began, I knew this city deserved more than just a stopover.

Boy, when the weather changes in the Midwest, it does it in the blink of an eye! It feels like no sooner had Halloween been ushered out the door than the cooler air came marching in — unapologetically.

I arrived on a Thursday evening, and within hours, my cousin had us booked for a Finnish spa night at Sacred Hour in Lakewood. It’s inside a chateau-like building, so immediately I knew I was in for something special.

Now, the Camino leads us onward—across the Minho River into Spain, onto the Ons Islands, and finally into the heart of Santiago de Compostela.

Seven days, two countries, sixteen women, countless steps—and a lifetime of memories.

Croteaux Vineyards - it was the perfect day for rosé, and we had landed in the perfect spot. Croteaux Vineyards is the only vineyard in the U.S. dedicated exclusively to rosé wines.

I’d come armed with skip-the-line museum passes, carefully chosen restaurant reservations, and a bucket list of things I’d missed during my last visit.

The Grand Hotel’s rooftop bar and restaurant overlooks the harbor, Palmaria Island, and the shimmering Ligurian Sea. I switched my allegiance from Aperol Spritz to Negroni now that I was officially in Italy; my sister stuck to her margaritas. The mixologist knew his craft — we were in for a good few days.

There’s something cinematic about the French Riviera – pastel villages, sparkling water, and rosé on repeat.