Travel

I don’t play golf.

Footsteps in empty hallways, ghostly apparitions, lights flickering on and off and things that go bump in the nights.

My husband, Chris, has savored a lot of flaky pastry in his search for the best almond croissant in the United States.

I’ve done my share of 14-hour sightseeing tours in a new city, and get a thrill from ending my day with sore feet, a phone filled with hundreds of new photos and closing my eyes in a new bed with dozens of new memories.

The weather is cooling down, the leaves on the canopy of Atlanta’s trees are starting to change and it’s time to spend more time outdoors.

I love visiting Savannah – strolling around the tree-filled squares, sampling Byrd’s cookies and enjoying an adult beverage at a rooftop bar along the river.

It was my girlfriend’s birthday and she wanted to go someplace she’d never been.

Discover North Georgia’s best-kept secret, a sanctuary at BrasstownValley Resort & Spa.

When the weather gets melt-my-flip-flops hot, I think about getting away to the cooler air of the mountains.

We found some of the best mountain views in Georgia from Eagle’s Rest Park in Jasper, Georgia on top of Mount Oglethrope, the southernmost peak of the Blue Ridge Mountains.