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Cooper Landing, Alaska: Where to Stay, Eat and Play on the Kenai River

There’s a stretch of the Sterling Highway, about two and a half hours south of Anchorage, where the Kenai River turns a shade of blue-green that doesn’t look real. Glacial silt does that. It catches the light and turns the whole river the color of a swimming pool somebody forgot to tell nature about. That’s Cooper Landing.

The town isn’t much on paper. It runs about eight miles along the highway at the west end of Kenai Lake, where the Kenai River begins, and only a few hundred people live there year-round. A prospector named Joseph Cooper found gold here in the late 1800s, and the place stayed an outpost until the road from Anchorage reached it in 1951. Today the gold is salmon. All four of the Kenai’s salmon species and some very large rainbow trout pull anglers here every summer, and the town fills up from June through August.

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San Juan on Any Budget: Where to Stay, What to Eat, and What to Do

San Juan is the most underrated city in the American travel universe. It is an hour and a half from Miami by air, requires no passport, runs on US dollars, and delivers a food scene that Michelin recognized in 2023 as the only one in the Caribbean worth the guide’s attention. The cobblestone streets of Old San Juan date to the 16th century. The beach at Condado is a ten-minute walk from a tasting menu worth flying across the country for. Thursday nights at La Placita de Santurce are the best outdoor bar experience in the Caribbean. Most Americans still think of it as a cruise ship stop. They are wrong, and the people who have figured that out would like to keep it that way.

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The Best Train Trip in America Right Now Runs Through the Rocky Mountains and Utah’s Red Rocks

There is a version of this country that you cannot see from a highway or a plane window. The Colorado River from inside Glenwood Canyon, where the walls rise 1,300 feet on both sides and the train tracks run so close to the water that you could almost reach out and touch it. The red sandstone formations of the Utah desert, layered and ancient, lit differently at every hour of the day. The Book Cliffs stretching across the horizon east of Moab, a geological formation so long and flat that from the train window it looks like the edge of something. These are views that were built for rail travel and that nothing else quite delivers.

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Come for the Lobster Roll, Stay for Everything Else: A Nantucket Guide

There is a moment, usually right after the ferry rounds Brant Point and the harbor comes into full view, when Nantucket stops looking like a place you read about and starts looking real. The old gray-shingled buildings. The white clapboard. A lighthouse so modest it seems almost shy. You understand immediately why people come back every summer for thirty years running and can never quite explain why.

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