8:40AM -- My weekend schedule mirrors the workday and I try to wake up at the same time everyday. At this hour, the streets are quiet as I walk through the outlet mall. I skip the the Applebee’s at the Outlet and stroll down the street to Maria’s Luncheonette, a local diner with a decent french toast. The service is quick and we are out within the hour, stuffed from the home-fries.

9:40AM -- Walk off that breakfast on the boardwalk from Caesars to the Taj Mahal. It’s still early and I linger around, watching the shops get set up. In another hour, the boardwalk will be filled with tourists who need a break from the over air-conditioned casinos. Alex and I snap a few pictures on the empty boardwalk.

10:20AM -- Finally, the outlets are opening up shop for the weekend and it seems to be the only place to hide from the sun that is now beating down on our shoulders. I spend way too much money at the factory stores but hey, at least the lines are short and the sales are good.


12:30AM -- Time to I drag my tired feet and shopping bags to lunch on Arctic Ave. The White House Sub Shop makes a mean cheesesteak,  I’ll take this over the casino buffet any day.

1:40PM -- Head over to Harrah’s where their weekly Saturday Pool Party has just gotten standard. The bass music shakes the whole hotel and it’s crowded inside. But the indoor pool party is not for me. I sneak off to the Elizabeth Arden Red Door Spa for a 80-minute massage followed by relaxation in the hot tub.

4:50PM -- Drive around town hunting for soft serve ice cream and find an Original Dairy Queen with red awning and all. But we have to hurry, we’re double parked and need to grab change to feed the meter.

5:15PM-- Tired, we head back to our hotel for a quick rest before heading out again for the rest of the night.


6:30PM-- We are late for our dinner reservation. After pulling together my best-dressed for a night out in Atlantic City, we drive up hurriedly to Vic & Anthony’s Steak House. Alex ponders the menu for a second and decides to get the biggest steak. I opt for the scallops - the much more moderated option. Both are delicious.

8:20PM-- Vic & Anthony’s is right in the Golden Nugget so we decide to head into the casino for the first time on this trip. I’m far too risk-averse to get into gambling but we decide to make a go at the slots. I’ve never seen so many variations of the slots before - every which TV show seems to have one fashioned after it. We hang around the casino until the night ends.

8:00AM-- Take a jog along the boardwalk from Ceasars all the way down to Steel Pier, all the while sharing the path with other bikers and runners. We seem to have a code and as I pass them, we exchange nods and smiles thinking we aren’t like the other tourists.  It’s still early and the weather is pleasant, the breeze from the water hits me and I push through another mile further.

9:45AM -- I’m skipping breakfast this morning, wanting to catching a few hours at the beach before we drive back to New York. I find a spot just to the west of Steel Pier and set up camp. In another 30 mins, I am joined by other sunbathers and families. The sound of the waves rock me into a gentle sleep.


12:00AM -- Last meal in Atlantic City is perhaps best spent at Azure by Allegretti where it’s seafood galore. We feast on the delicious seafood platter and lobster ravioli, accompanied by sweeping views of the ocean. Eat until you cannot anymore - and then take one more bite

2:30PM -- Time to head out. Alex and I pack up the car, filled with all the goodies we’ve collected from the outlet mall, our skin a shade darker and bellies full - we start to head home.

When Southwest Adventure Tours reached out about sending me to Utah on their Mighty 5 tour, I was thrilled. I had been to Utah before - two years ago when Alex and I first moved to the US and decided to visit a few national parks over Thanksgiving. I loved the parks the first time around, but driving 4+ hours a day left us exhausted that we often had to cut our hikes short. And when we did get around to hiking the parks, I only had Google Image search and TripAdvisor to help me decide which trails were worth hitting up.

My return to Utah would prove very different, not just because Southwest Adventure took over all the planning but I had a guide, Robin, who became my trusty source of information. After driving through Canyonlands, Arches, and Capitol Reef, we ended the tour with Bryce National Park and Zion National Park, my two favorites of the trip.



In Zion, the clouds hung low as thunderstorms loomed near. The mountains in Zion smoldered through the defense fog. Zion is picturesque at every turn, but if you want to know the best hikes and lookouts, then you need to ask someone who knows the park. At Robin’s counsel, some of us opted to hike Angel’s Landing despite the chance of rain. I had seen photos of the view from the top and was determined to reach it. After completing last mile using chains as we navigated the narrow, and rocky “fin” with thousand feet drops on each side, there was nothing more satisfying than standing at the summit when the rain started to pour.

While I often overhear people remarking that Zion was their favorite stop of the trip, I longed to spend more time in Bryce. I had been looking forward to the return to Bryce since my visit there 2 winters ago. There is something magical about the hoo doos in the park, and they looked even more surreal in the early sunlight when Robin took the group out to catch sunrise at Inspiration Point. As our small group cuddled together in the cool morning air, we would point out glimpses of glowing red light that each other had spotted against spires in the amphitheater. Anyone who has ventured on a guided tour knows the quality of the guide can make or break the experience. As a photographer, I want a guide who can answer my questions and give me an experience tailored to my perspective of a photographer. Later on in the day, Robin took us into the canyon for a hike, another activity I had missed out on when I visited Bryce during the winter and was glad to try. It’s one thing to stand at the top of a viewpoint and study the park below, but there’s something about being on the floor of the canyons that makes me feel at one with the place. The spires towered over us as we passed by “Thor’s Hammer” and circled around arches that had formed as the sedimentary rocks eroded. With every step, I remained in awe of Bryce.





Disclaimer: Southwest Adventure Tours invited me to join their Mighty 5 tour as their guest, but they did not request that I write a favorable review or spend way many hours running into the sunset in the Mighty 5.