Travel Essentials Blog

by Nancy Bestor

I have a confession to make. I love Heidi Klum. Every week when she tells fashion designers on Project Runway “one day you’re in, and the next day you’re out,” I think what great friends Heidi and I could be, meeting for coffee, going for walks, and talking about fashion. I see just one tiny problem with my Heidi Klum fantasy. I know very little about high fashion. VERY little. This is perhaps most obvious when I travel. As I’m packing my carry-on bag, I lay out all kinds of clothes and shoes that I THINK I will wear when I travel. On my most recent trip to Barcelona, this included high heeled shoes, which mind you, I don’t wear when I am home, let alone when I travel.

I’d like to think I will look very cosmopolitan, and not at all like a tourist, but the truth of the matter is, I AM A TOURIST. I walk a lot when I travel, easily eight miles a day, and I can’t do that in high-heeled shoes.

I also laid out my Betsy Johnson dress, thinking I’d go out in the evening to tapas bars dressed to the nines. Well, I did go out to tapas bars in the evenings, but I didn’t wear the Betsy Johnson dress, nor the high heeled shoes. I wore my comfortable travel skirt from ExOfficio, along with my cute, yet practical, Mary-Jane shoes.

My go to travel clothing includes cute yet practical (see sentence above) walking shoes. I don’t bring tennis shoes, as I can’t bear the idea of wearing sneakers in any European or Asian city, but I do make sure my shoes are comfortable for the hours I’ll spend on my feet. I also bring a pair of sandals to dress up my look in the evening, or even to wear during the day if I’m not walking too far. Another key piece of clothing is a good pair of pants or knee-length skirt. I never take jeans, but always a pair of comfortable pants with at least one deep pocket that can be dressed up with a nice blouse. The skirt also dresses things up and, if it’s hot, keeps me cool. Tops are much easier to choose. I bring lightweight blouses that can be layered with light sweaters or a jacket. Layering is best, particularly when going from air-conditioned museums and restaurants to warmer outside temperatures, or if we’re out all day and into a cooler evening.

My final key piece of travel clothing/gear is my Baggalini Urban Backpack. As much a purse as it is a pack (it is very smart-looking, as I’m certain Heidi would agree), it’s perfect for least one guidebook, a bottle of water, sunglasses, lip gloss, etc. I always carry a guidebook to see what sights might be just around the corner. It goes without saying that I do not keep money, passport or camera in this bag. These items are either in my money belt or, in the case of the camera, in my front pocket.

It’s possible when I was in that tapas bar (in my travel skirt and cute yet practical shoes) that Heidi would have passed me right over for someone who WAS wearing a cute dress and knee high, high-heeled boots, but I can rest assured that I was dressed far more comfortably than that woman. Right? But maybe, since this really is MY fantasy, Heidi would have walked right up to me in that tapas bar and asked me “where did you get that comfortable-looking travel skirt? I must have one.”

by Nancy Bestor

When I was growing up, my family did a LOT of camping. Every summer we’d camp for many, many nights in a tent at Memorial Park in the Santa Cruz Mountains. My mother was the queen of camp cooking. I’d wake up to smell fresh coffee percolating on top of the fire pit, and bacon crackling in the frying pan, and there my mom would be, throwing sticks onto a roaring fire with a bandanna covering her hair. I remember spending my days riding around the campground on my bike, splashing in the swimming holes, and not having to be home until dinner or dark, whichever came first.

So when I had my own family, Bob and I dutifully took them camping, pitching our tent at the likes of Fish Lake, Union Creek, and Lake of the Woods, all campgrounds within an hour of so of Ashland. Every year however, we’d camp less and less, as I realized, I DON’T REALLY LIKE CAMPING, and CAMPING IS A LOT OF WORK! Sleeping on the ground (even with a nicely padded Thermarest), having to walk to the bathroom, or worse, squat down in the woods in the middle of the night because I don’t want to walk to the toilet, not showering for a few days, etc., etc. And who knew how much work adults put in when taking their family camping. Bringing all the cooking utensils, not to mention the food, setting up the tent and sleeping gear. When I was little and my family went camping my mom did all the work. Now that I’m a mom……yeah, I’m not liking it so much.

Thus it was with some trepidation that we planned a family bike riding/camping vacation for the San Juan Islands this summer. After looking for lodging, and not finding much in our price range, we decided to give camping another try. But this time it wasn’t really camping, it was, in fact, glamping. Yes, you read it right. There’s a new term in the camping world—glamping—otherwise known as glamorous camping.

Glamorous camping features spacious, safari-style tents with high ceilings, finished wood floors, and soft comfortable beds, and oh what a difference it made in my opinion of camping! We stayed at Lakedale Resort, on San Juan Island and our lakefront “cabin” included fresh sheets, plush towels, a lantern, and a full breakfast every morning, for $169 a night. We had a fire pit just off our doorstep, Adirondack chairs to look out over the lake, and did I mention comfortable beds? Unfortunately, the toilet and showers were still a short walk away, but I have to admit, that really wasn’t so bad. Plus, since we were on bikes, we didn’t bring anything in the way of cooking utensils, outside of a Swiss army knife. We ate breakfast at the mess tent (which included fresh hot coffee, eggs, pancakes, oatmeal, cold cereal, fruit and pastries), then rode our bikes five miles each way to Friday Harbor or Roche Harbor for a late lunch. We did make dinner back at the campsite, but we kept it simple with fresh baked bread, good deli meats and cheeses, fresh fruit, and cold Guiness Stout. The most cooking we did was smores over the campfire late in the evening. We spent our days roaming around the island on our bikes, and came back late every afternoon in time for a quick dip in the lake.

Now I know this is not truly camping, but I have to say, it’s likely to be the only camping I do from here on out. Unless my mother wants to camp with us.

Renting a car in a large city can get very expensive, particularly if you just need it for a few hours. And nobody wants to wait in line at the rental agency, fill out endless paperwork and then hunt through a giant lot of cars for the right one.

New car-sharing services are cropping up throughout the United States, to help people overcome these issues. One example is RelayRides.com, a service that lets people rent cars from private local car owners (even neighbors!) – with 150 cars available in San Francisco and Boston. The car service starts at $5 an hour and includes gas and insurance coverage. To use Relay Rides, you must first become a member (this is free!). This way, they can check everyone’s driving history, ensuring the cars are safe. They send members a Relay Pass that lets them get into the rented car, and each car has a gas card inside so you can fill up. If you want to take a day trip or use the car all day, you can get a day-long rental starting at $55, which includes up to 160 miles of travel. And there isn’t much you can do to incur extra fees, as long as you treat the car with respect and return it on time. Relay Rides cars are all covered by their $1,000,000 insurance, too – leaving you with only a $500 deductible should anything happen. These cars are owned by people just like you and me, and are located in neighborhoods throughout their cities. This is also a great way for car owners who don’t use their cars every day to make a few bucks too.

Another company that’s embracing the car-sharing business model is JollyWheels.com, which has 88 locations across the United States. They combine peer-to-peer car sharing with a traditional rental structure. Their rentals range between $40 and $100 per day, depending on location and make/model of the car. The more expensive rentals are generally vans and sport utility vehicles, but prices do fluctuate quite a bit depending on which city you’re in.

So next time you’re in the market for a rental car, consider one of these services. If you plan ahead, you could save a pretty penny!

Whenever I travel outside the U.S. I wear a money belt. You never know when you’ll have to look out for pick pockets, scam artists and muggers, and I’d rather be safe than sorry. I use my money belt for my passport, my credit cards, larger amounts of cash, train or airline tickets, and any other card or paper items of value. I always keep out enough cash to use during the day in a zippered pocket of my pants or skirt, or in a zippered pocket of my backpack, that way I’m not getting in and out of my money belt throughout the day, and if someone steals my backpack, they’ve only gotten that $50 in cash. All my important documents and excess cash however, are tucked away in the money belt. More than anything else, I feel better when my valuables are in my money belt and not in my bag.

My backpack was zipped open while it was on my back in San Jose, Costa Rica once, but all I had in there was a water bottle and a Lonely Planet Costa Rica guidebook (and neither were stolen!). Money belts come in a variety of shapes and sizes, and can go around your neck, around your waist, hook to a bra, strap to your leg, or even be used as a regular belt (but with a hidden compartment for rolled up cash). They come in a variety of comfortable fabrics too. My advice: protect your valuables and get extra peace of mind when you’re traveling with a money belt.

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by Nancy Bestor

Our hotel on the island of Caye Caulker in Belize listed that no children under 10 were allowed as guests. Several years ago, when my girls were under the age of 10, I would have been outraged. Now that my daughters are teenagers, I thought to myself, “You know, that’s not a bad idea!” This leads me to the issue of allowing children (even those paying full price) to sit in first class on an airplane. Malaysia Airlines announced recently that they are banning infants from first class of their Boeing 747-400 jets (full story here). I’m sure most everyone has a story to tell about being on a long flight with a crying (or even screaming) baby. I can’t forget the time we flew to Paris from San Francisco with a baby who DID NOT STOP CRYING. And whose parents DID NOT TRY TO STOP HIM FROM CRYING. True story. But such is life. Babies cry. We don’t have to like it, but when flying on an airplane we certainly have to deal with it.

But a ban on infants in first class…..hmmm…..Malaysia Air CEO Tengku Azmil says the airline has received many complaints from first class customers who have paid a lot of money and are not able to sleep, due to crying infants. But aren’t the parents of said infants paying a lot of money too? While I would like to fly without crying babies, or overly talkative passengers, or people directly in front of me who put their seat in the full reclining position the entire flight (RUDE, RUDE, RUDE), I can’t help but think if a traveler is willing to pay for a seat, they deserve that seat. Whether they are a crying baby, or a talkative seatmate, or an unbathed traveler. Yes, it stinks (sometimes quite literally) to sit near someone who might not be an ideal traveler. And yes, it is inconsiderate when parents do nothing about their annoying child who runs up and down the aisle. But banning children? It seems a little extreme to me. I’d be surprised if U.S. airlines follow Malaysia’s lead and adopt this policy. I would not be surprised, however, to see airlines doing away with the discounted children’s rates for some international fares. Nor would I be surprised if airlines stopped allowing lap babies under age two to fly free. But is there a way airlines can profit from odiferous or annoying passengers? I’m sure they’re looking into it.

by Nancy Bestor
Hmmmm…..I remember when Bob and I were dating. Flowers were given for no reason at all. Dinners were eaten out at nice big city restaurants.  Picnics at sunset were planned under the Golden Gate Bridge. And surprise adventures, to places like Dr. Wilkinson’s Hot Springs in Calistoga, were taken for a massage and mud bath. Driving through Calistoga last weekend, on our way to a family reunion on the Russian River, I couldn’t help but wax nostalgic as I told my teenage daughters “yes, your Dad and I were fun and romantic once.” I’m not sure they believed me…..

We passed through beautiful Calistoga to spend a long 4^th of July weekend on the Russian River, in Monte Rio, California.  It was my parents 50^th wedding anniversary, and our extended family of ten got together to celebrate this milestone and enjoy each other’s company. I booked a house for the whole clan to share right on the river through a private owner via www.vrbo.com (Vacation Rentals By Owner). It was another successful VRBO rental, proving to me yet again that you don’t need a middle man when renting a vacation home. The house was as advertised, the price was right, we spent an extra $49 for VRBO’s “Carefree Rental Guarantee” and everything worked according to plan.

The Russian River is yet another beautiful corner of Northern California. Monte Rio is just a 15 minute drive from the Pacific Ocean and lovely Goat Rock Beach, where we spent a couple of lazy afternoons. Monte Rio is also close to lots more cute towns that make for great days trips, including Sebastopol, Occidental and Guerneville. Our vacation home came with kayaks and canoes for paddling on the Russian River, and there were lots of small town 4^th of July festivities in the area that weekend, including a river boat show, a fireworks display, and a water curtain show, where members of the fire department pump water over the bridge and then light the “water curtain” with different colors and images. Hokey? Yes. Fun? Yes!

We did a fair bit of exploring around the towns in the area. In Sebastopol I shopped for used cowboy boots at Saddles to Boots. This is a store for real cowboys, and their used boot selection is quite large. We also stopped for deliciously fresh rosemary bread and sticky buns at Wild Flour Bread (www.wildflourbread.com), a wood fired, brick oven bakery in Freestone. We took a lovely drive in swanky St. Helena (twice, since I was lucky enough to get us lost!), with its stunning wineries and restaurants, but missed out on an opportunity to eat hamburgers and drink milk shakes at the wildly popular Gotts Roadside food stand (www.gotts.com). Bob and I also enjoyed an early morning round of golf at the gorgeous Alister MacKenzie (of Augusta National and Cypress Point fame) designed nine-hole Northwood Golf Club (www.northwoodgolf.com) in Monte Rio. The last time Bob played there he was 13 years old. I won’t tell you how long ago that was.

On our way out of town we stopped in Calistoga, where Bob bought me coffee and a muffin. It was so romantic.

A frequent complaint of travelers is the length of time it takes for a plane to board or de-board its passengers. I am amazed at how long it often takes people in front of me to find their seat and get their carry-on stowed either in the overhead bin or below the seat. Airline pilot Patrick Smith, in his blog, www.askthepilot.com, has a simple solution. Passengers should put their carry-on bags in the overhead bin above their seat. Passengers who put bags into bins at the front of the plane, worrying that they won’t have space above their seat, slow things down for everyone.  Then when those passengers who are sitting in the front of the plane get on, they have to look towards the back of the plane to find overhead space, and so on, and so on, and so on. Smith goes on to suggest the idea of assigned bins. Immediately, I think of this scenario from one of my favorite airlines who shall remain nameless, but whose names starts with a U and ends in a D: Your first assigned overhead bin space is free, and must be no greater in size than a breadbox. Additional assigned overhead bin spaces will cost anywhere from $25-$150.

Read more here.

by Nancy Bestor

One of my favorite San Francisco neighborhoods is North Beach. I have great memories of outstanding pasta dishes at authentic Italian restaurants (Firenze by Night Ristorante), drinks at popular watering holes (Vesuvio), and long Friday afternoon work lunches at the Washington Square Bar and Grill. Returning almost 20 years later as a tourist, I still find the neighborhood a delight. There’s much to see and explore, including a hike up to Coit Tower for a look at the impressive New Deal era murals in the lobby and a chance to see San Francisco from the top of the 210-foot tower that was built in 1933. Before our recent visit, we had just watched the quirky documentary about the more than 200 wild birds that live in the neighborhood below the tower (Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill). Seeing them fly around the tower on our visit made this stop even more fun.

After some extensive first hand taste testing research, we have determined the best San Francisco gelato shop to be in North Beach as well. We’ve eaten gelato at Gelato Classico Italian (just off Washington Square at 576 Union) on many occasions. We usually try at least four different flavors on each visit, and have not been disappointed. My favorite remains a combination of dark chocolate and vanilla (which my family deems as “incredibly boring”), but we’ve also loved the blood orange, mango, peanut butter and chocolate, and coffee flavors. Gelato Classico is a cash only establishment.

We can’t visit North Beach without stopping to people watch in Washington Square Park (Union & Columbus). With the beautiful Sts. Peter and Paul Church in the background (where Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio were photographed after their wedding in 1954), the Park is a great place to catch some sun and watch the locals toss a frisbee, play with their dogs and even get their formal portraits taken with their most prized possessions (in one case a szitzu puppy). We also find this an excellent spot to eat our gelato from Gelato Classico.

We recently happened into a delightful North Beach antique map and bookstore. Schein & Schein (1435 Grant Ave.) sells fascinating antique maps with an inventory that boasts everything from maps of San Francisco neighborhoods to maps of the world. We had a great time viewing maps from the early days of the East Bay, our original stomping grounds. Owner Jimmie Schein is amazingly knowledgeable and enthusiastic about his collection and how each piece ties into Bay Area, U.S. and world history. And to top it off he’s truly delighted to share his love of maps. Schein & Schein is definitely worth a stop on any tour of San Francisco’s North Beach neighborhood.