Did you know that Yellowstone has a Grand Canyon? Or that Old Faithful was once used to wash clothes?
In Galena, Illinois sits a statue of former First Lady Julia Grant that some feel looks more like Mrs. Butterworth.
An update on Quirky Travel Guy after four months of existence.
My favorite Los Angeles neighborhoods include Silver Lake, West Hollywood and Koreatown.
If society’s dependence on oil ticks you off, you may want to consider participating in the World Naked Bike Ride.
At the Griffith Observatory, I found out that I weighed only 55 pounds – on Mercury, that is.
My recent visit to Los Angeles, as heard through the speakers of popular music.
Saturday was World Pillow Fight Day. We’ve got video and pictures of the pillow-wielding bandits from the 2011 Chicago event.
Yes, it’s possible to visit Graceland, Elvis Presley’s mansion in Memphis, for free. You can stop by the Meditation Garden and view the graves of Elvis and his family.
At 282 feet below sea level, the Badwater Basin in Death Valley is the lowest point in North America. Temperatures regularly exceed 110 degrees here in the summer.
Situated in the mountains of western Nevada, just outside Death Valley National Park, Rhyolite is one of the best-preserved ghost towns in America.
An update on the progress and challenges of Quirky Travel Guy after one month and info about where the site is headed.
Death Valley National Park actually offers a lot in the way of scenery, including dry salt beds, brilliantly-colored rock and mineral formations, and even – if you can believe it – snow.
Here’s your guide to Bonnaroo! Get the inside scoop on everything you can expect, from ticket prices to camping arrangements.
When I saw the bizarre macaroni & cheese restaurant, I knew this was a cool neighborhood. The Delmar Loop is the trendy, walkable neighborhood in St. Louis, with funky record shops, a pin-up bowling alley and a walk of fame.
As the taxi speeds down the freeway and the driver mutters a question I cannot comprehend, I begin to wish that more of the five years I spent studying Spanish in high school had been devoted to actually learning it, instead of playing bingo, singing Mexican Christmas carols, and knitting the flags of Spanish-speaking countries.