Japan skiing volcano scene

Powder, Sushi, and Hot Springs: Come Ski Japan

Tweet   In  the Japan Alps, daunting terrain culminates in a smoldering volcano. (John Briley) This article originally appeared in the Washington Post. By John Briley You don’t have to go to Japan to ski, eat sushi and soak in geothermal hot springs. But if you want deep powder without lift lines for $40 a…

Where Can You Go on $100 Worth of Gas from D.C.

Tweet Stop me when this sounds familiar: You’re at work, fretting that you’ve got nothing fun planned for summer vacation. Dates and places swarm your brain, but even the cheapest ­airfare is beyond your budget. Next you get a headache, then a haranguing email from your boss . . . . Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Even better, I’ll…

Family Skiing Is (Almost) Always A Blast At Steamboat Springs

Tweet Special to the Washington Post Dec. 3, 2015 View original publication Watching a pounding snowstorm from a chairlift at Steamboat ski resort, in northern Colorado, I feel the symptoms rising — shortening breath, furrowing brow, sulking self-pity. It’s a classic case of Parental Powder Anxiety Syndrome. I am sandwiched between my son, Kai (6),…

St. Martin, Featuring Family Dynamics

Tweet   Special to the Washington Post Oct. 15, 2015 View original publication “I am never going on vacation with you guys again,” my sister Rachel says. A curious sentiment, given the setting: We are at a beachfront restaurant on the island of St. Martin, 11:30 a.m. on a mid-December Monday, sharing a mojito while awaiting plates…

Where ARE you from? Handling Anti-Americanism When You Travel

Tweet “Americans are so rude.” I received this bulletin some years ago, at a wedding feast in a hillside ristorante in Trieste, Italy, from a supremely self-assured Austrian journalist. Pots overflowing with purple and red flowers hung from an awning framing the Adriatic Sea. “The first question Americans always ask,” she continued, recovering her expelled…

In Puerto Rico, the Kid’s are Alright

Tweet I see her as I step out from among the sea grape trees and onto the golden sands: tanned, blond and bikini-clad, she is walking toward me. And she possesses the one characteristic I’m yearning to see in a woman on the beach: a little kid. I’m in Rincon, on the west coast of Puerto…

In Sun Valley, Idaho, light crowds and glorious skiing

Tweet The hum at the Cornerstone Bar and Grill is reaching a fevered pitch. Bernie the bartender is sliding iridescent cocktails across the bar — a backlit slab of opaque plastic that gives both drink and drinker an added glow. I don’t even know what I ordered, but it’s green, contains gin and goes well…