The air up here smells different. It is a mix of damp pine needles, woodsmoke, and—if you visit in October—the sweet, greasy scent of hot apple cider donuts. That is Ellijay, Georgia for you. Nestled right in the foothills of…
Picture sharp, green mountains crashing straight into the deep blue waters of Banderas Bay. Cobblestone streets wind past whitewashed houses with pink bougainvillea spilling over balconies. The smell of charred pork on a spit mixes with the salty ocean breeze.…
Think about this: you’re pedaling a squeaky beach cruiser down a path cool with shade, smelling that sharp mix of Atlantic salt and sweet jasmine. Giant live oaks hang overhead, heavy with Spanish moss. They block out just enough of…