I’m not a whiskey or bourbon person. Even so, I didn’t hesitate to get excited when my in-laws invited my husband and me to go on a weekend trip to Bardstown, Kentucky. If you don’t know, Bardstown is home to the Kentucky Bourbon Trail. There are several distilleries in and around Bardstown.

Even though I don’t like drinking whiskey or bourbon (or scotch or brandy, etc), I still enjoy learning about the process and seeing the distilleries. Usually the grounds and buildings are really pretty and sometimes they are just very interesting.

While there, we also went to a couple of local wineries. I think those wineries were very small because it didn’t seem like the wine was sold anywhere other than at the wineries themselves. This wasn’t like Michigan or Napa wineries, which made them very unique.

If you know my husband’s and my stories from Greece, you may think the most dangerous situation was when our rental car’s brakes stopped working while we were driving on the edge of a cliff on a Greek island… But that isn’t what I’m writing about here.

I’m talking about one of the only times I’ve been out of the country without my husband – traveling with my friend, another female. It was a girls trip to the beach in the Dominican Republic, just the two of us.

Traveling is fun. Traveling is exciting. Traveling can also be stressful and sometimes disappointing. I’m no traveling expert, but I have traveled to a few places and have noticed some things. I’m going to share my 10 biggest travel tips to make sure you enjoy your trip.

You may not agree with everything I list here and that’s okay. The more you travel, the more you will learn about how you like to travel.

In early August, I went to my first winery in Michigan during a family weekend trip to Michigan. It was with my husband and his parents. Actually, we went to five wineries! I’ve had Michigan wine plenty of times and have always liked it but haven’t made it to the state to actually go to the wineries, until this summer.

We did more than just go to wineries though. We also had delicious ice cream, walked around to shops, went to the beach, found a concert on the beach, had great pizza, and more.

My first yoga retreat went something like this…

Imagine waking up in a beach house, coffee is already brewed downstairs, and you have time to enjoy a quiet morning by yourself or chatting with others before your morning yoga class. You do yoga for an hour to an hour and a half outside in the fresh air. Then when you come back inside, there is a healthy breakfast cooked for you and set at the table, ready to be served. You eat with everyone and talk about the yoga class and your plans for the rest of the day.