For a quiet island along the Mid-Atlantic Coast of United States, Chincoteague and its neighbor Assateague, are jam packed with activities. A person who visits here and complains of boredom or not enough to do, is wildly off the mark.
Once you’ve decided what time of year to visit, the Chincoteague website is a great starting place to keep planning your visit. As far as things to do, options range from seeing the ponies of Chincoteague, visiting the wildlife refuge, hitting the beaches, crabbing/clamming, hiking, fishing, go-carts, miniature golf, etc. If you factor in what’s off the island but accessible with a car, the options become overwhelming.
To help, or because we all have a little FOMO from time to time, here are my top three picks for how to spend a few days on Chincoteague.
Book an island cruise. There are several cruise operators on the island, we used Daisey‘s and were happy with our excursion. “Cruises” are done on a pontoon boat, so its flat and generally means no need to worry about sea sickness.The boats will take you to the north area where ponies live. While its possible you’ll see them on beach, this is a great way to see them in their natural state. Depending on your Captain, you could also be treated to the history and lineage of each of the ponies. On the cruise you are also sure to see birds and dolphins so pack your good camera.
Go to the Library. When was the last time you went to a library? Years I’m guessing. The Chincoteague Island Library, formerly a barber shop, is an independent library supported by donations and grants. But the beautiful architecture and attention to detail inside the library make this worth a visit. The children’s area will make you want to grab a book, a cozy chair and stay for a while.
Hit the (Dog) Beach. Interesting fact: pets are not permitted on Chincoteague or Assateague. Apparently not even the car. But, the Guard Shore Beach is a great, hidden spot about 20 minutes away that you can visit with your dog. I wouldn’t recommend it for laying out in the sun, but dogs will love the sights and smells. If you watch the water closely, you’ll also see crabs scurrying around, or in some cases, fighting with each other.
Honorable Mention(s): NASA Wallops Flight Facility. Although this small museum is geared more for kids and families, it’s a great way to spend a cloudy morning (or afternoon). The Visitors Center is a self-guided tour featuring exhibits about aeronautics, NASA missions and the history of the Wallops Flight Facility. Pro tip: Don’t skip the observation deck for beautiful views around the area.
Island Creamery, rated the best ice cream parlor in the US, is a great place to stop and treat yourself. This family run shop features homemade ice cream and waffle cones (duh) as well as coffee and espresso’s. Note: the selection of non-diary treats is limited so bring your Lactaid.
If you are female and grew up in the United States in the ‘70s/80’s, there’s a good chance you read Misty of Chincoteague. (It’s possible boys read this beloved novel as well, but I have yet to meet a gentleman who will admit to it.) This children’s novel* is set in the small community of Chincoteague, Virginia, and depicts the trials and tribulations of a family raising a filly (young horse) born to a wild horse. I don’t recall what about the book resonated with me, but something did and I read all of Marguerite Henry’s books in the ‘Misty’ series.
In a passing conversation with Mr. Os about B&Bs and cabins last year, it was brought to my attention that Washington, DC is comparatively close to Chincoteague Island. In fact, it’s about a 3-hour straight shot by car. A visit to see the horses Misty is based on instantly appealed to me and the spot landed smack on my 2015 2015 Summer Bucket List. It was such a great visit that I decided to revisit the quiet island for some much needed stress relief.
After two trips to Chincoteague Island, along Virginia’s scenic Eastern Shore, one of the more important influences on a visitor’s first impressions is the time and season you are visiting the island.
“The season,” (essentially the summer months June, July and August) is the time of year when the sun is out, temperature is hot and being on an island offers ocean breezes; a wonderful respite from the land-locked scorch of DC humidity. If you are here during “the season” you’ll observe islanders in typical island attire (shorts, t-shirts and sandals) with a business as usual attitude. Souvenir shops are open and almost too plentiful in some spots, the boat tours are running (and worth it) and ice cream or coffee bar is churning out everyone’s favorite treat. It’s one part quaint, one part relaxing, and just invitingly frozen-in-time enough to make a perfect getaway.
Make no mistake, this is the kind of sleepy small town where no matter how much you might try to blend, islanders will instantly peg you as visiting. It’s a tight-knit, but friendly community (population under 3,000 per the 2010 census). You’ll be treated in a courteous manner, but don’t expect to be making new friends of locals at Chattie’s for happy hour. Nod, be polite and pass through.
If you grew up in a similar town or community, you know exactly what I mean. If you didn’t, it’s difficult to explain. Small, tight-knit communities are just that. Visitors move on, that’s the way it goes. It takes a long time to prove to these folks that you are worth an investment of their time.
But, you aren’t necessarily on Chincoteague to make new friends. If you made the trip, you are hear to see the famous ponies, relax, (over)eat seafood and enjoy the scenery, beautiful beaches and vibrant wildlife.
A visit in shoulder months surrounding “the season,” either late May, or early November, is a drastically different experience. Beach weather varies depending on the year, but it’s likely going to be overcast and chilly. More importantly, unlike “the season” when there are a series of festivals and things to do from Thursday through Sunday, people are left to their own devices. Shops aren’t open during the week; some not at all. Visitor foot traffic just doesn’t warrant it and can’t support it.
Without the sunny skies the island feels tired, maybe a little forgotten. You get the feeling it’s a bit like time bypasses Chincoteague until it’s time to expect visitors. Cinco de Mayo is not much more than a passing thought—even at the local taco stand. When we recently visited it was more about the upcoming Mayoral election.
Interestingly, I found islanders to be more welcoming in the off-season. While I don’t read much into it, I do believe it takes a special kind of traveler to visit Chincoteague outside the normal dates. The type of person who can appreciate when weather is grey and wet. Maybe it’s the kind of traveler who’s visited before and appreciates quiet time to refresh and recharge. Maybe locals can sense this and are happy to oblige. Maybe they just appreciate a little extra off-tourism income.
Either way, a visit to Chincoteague is worth the time. Before you go, consider the type of experience you want and book accordingly.
*Yes, the novel launched a life long love of horses, which was sadly stifled short by an off-the-chart allergies to grass, hay…and (wait for it)…horses.
Author’s note: My personal travel philosophy is never to write while I’m away. I do keep notes in a journal. Observations help me to remember my impressions and experiences for your (and really my) enjoyment. To me, travel is about being in the moment, not spending the moment on a computer.
In my travels I have noticed food tours are becoming increasingly prevalent. Ever since we returned from Spain it seems they’re booming. Maybe that’s the case, or maybe I’m more aware of them. That said, last year there was no food tour of my neighborhood. Now there is.
The question is: Why not? Besides language, food is a differentiator among cultures and a common denominator among travelers. Everyone has to eat, and it is the easiest “most adventurous” element of travel.
A good food tour will include history, influences, and cultural relevance in addition to good food. It’s also a great way to cover ground and find good restaurants. Many ‘traditional’ recipes are rooted in a locations heritage so food tours are also a great way to learn something about your host city or country.
Still, with so many food tours available, look for the ones that promise something beyond food. That’s one reason why I chose the Little Havana Food Tour. It really is two tours in one.
I started my tour at Agustin Gainza Gallery. The working gallery is owned by someone said to be one of the earliest defectors from Cuba, Mr. Gainza. He was a young conservatory artist when he left and continues to paint with a colorful “refined voluptuousness” of dreamscape scenes from the United States. His works are typically done in a series such as the umbrella series or the black monias series, his most famous. Check out his portfolio for samples.
Our guide, Ralph, made arrangements for Mr. Gainza, and his wife who runs the gallery, to speak with us at the start of the tour. He was a humble and charming man, who greeted each of us in turn and told us a little about his paintings.
Seasoned travelers may understandably be cynical about this. Of course, the tour starts in a gallery where you are encouraged to buy something. That was my initial thought, too. But we were never encouraged to buy anything. The visit was a starting point for a food tour, but as a brief cultural immersion it quickly set the tone and to some degree helped to transport us to a different, Cuban Miami. It was an honor to meet someone who actually left everything—an entire life—in Cuba to come to begin again. It was an opportunity to understand the pressures to do this, and the hardships of starting over, beyond the history to the emotional experience.
Of course I bought some small pieces. However, art aside, I think hearing his story helps to ensure that part of Cuba’s history isn’t forgotten.
After stopping at El Pub, we visited the Cuban Tobacco Cigar Company. This is a fifth generation shop; the third generation statesmen sits outside smoking and clearly enjoying…you guessed it, a big cigar. He happily poses for photos with visitors. The Cuban Tobacco Company hand rolls all its cigars on premise.
Interesting fact about these cigars and Cuban cigars. The cigars sold at the shop are all leaves grown from Cuban seeds. There is a loop-hole in the U.S. embargo. Cuban tobacco seeds are supposedlypurchased by the U.S. government from the Castro Regime. The seeds are then sold to Costa Rica or Nicaragua to grow tobacco. And that is how this shop in Miami can sell “Cuban” cigars.
Another historical point: the practice of buying the seeds and growing them is diminishing so shops like this are in danger of becoming relics. Although by then we’ll probably lift the Cuban embargo anyway.
We also had the opportunity on the tour to visit Tower Theater. Opened in 1926, this theater’s claim to fame is that it was the first theater in America to show Hollywood movies with Spanish subtitles. “Old timers” used to wait outside for their family, playing dominos to pass the time. You can’t play dominos outside the theater anymore. But, across the street is “domino park,” an area where about 50 men gather and play dominos. And, as I said in my previous post, Miami dominos is practically a contact sport.
The tour included much more than this. But if I tell you everything, there is no surprise for you when you make a reservation. Which you should absolutely do when you visit Miami. If you missed my first post, the tour is billed at $59 and 2.5 hours long. However, our tour was much closer to 3.5 hours and there is a tip on top of the $59 (and worth every penny). Ralph was a great guide, knew the area in and out, and was a wealth of great stories.
Little Havana, is a neighborhood in Miami, Florida. For those who might not know, it is home to a significant number of Cuban immigrant residents. There is a tremendous Cuban influence in Miami, and it makes the city much more interesting and vibrant. The neighborhood of Little Havana is a huge shift from the glitz of Miami Beach. Off of the central drag, Calle Ocho, you’ll find it’s much more “down home” with lots of family owned fruit stands, art galleries, Cuban restaurants and shops.
Doing my planning to visit Miami Beach I found the glossy magazines and e-zines, like Conde Nast Traveler, said that Little Havana was not worth visiting. Gentrification has shrunk the area. As first generation immigrants left, Little Havana slowly slipped from the sprawling cultural oasis it once was to become more of a tourist destination.
These criticisms are accurate and valid. Still, I personally disagreed that it’s not worth the trip. Miami is more than nightlife and five-star restaurants. Cities are ultimately an amalgamation of neighborhoods, large or small, that are rich with culture. And even if it’s smaller, Little Havana is brimming with a culture not easily found anywhere else in America.
On a whim, we booked a Little Havana Food Tour ($59/person and roughly 2.5 hours even though our tour much closer to 3.5 hours) for our last full day in Miami. As a frequent traveler and food lover I always try to combine the two. In my past travels I’ve done food tours (and walking tours). Based on those, I’d rate this one top-notch. It rivals the four-star experience I had with Madrid Food Tours in Spain.
In fact, just like my experience in Madrid, it’s inadequate to think of this one as just a “food tour.” We certainly ate delicious Cuban foods, but we also saw a lot of small businesses and got to hear a little bit about the story behind each location. Really, it was two tours in one. So let’s start with the food portion of the tour.
After a brief introductions and an overview of the Little Havana area, we stopped at El Pub, a family owned “traditional” Cuban restaurant. What makes it traditional? According to our guide Ralph, traditional restaurants feature a sandwich station (think 50s style diners) and a separate more formal dining room.
Here we sampled empanadas. In case you haven’t had anempanada, it’s a protein -in this case ground beef- wrapped in wheat flour dough and fried. Empanadas are more of a South American dish than Cuban food. What makes these uniquely “Cuban” are the spices used when cooking the beef. It’s blend of Cumin, olives, bay leaves among others that leaves you with a flavorful, Creole-like taste. It’s important to point out that Cuban food is spiced, but not “spicy.” Think flavor explosion in your mouth more than four-alarm fire.
After El Pub’s Empanada, we sampled molded plantains stuffed with chicken. The plantain was molded into a cup like shape and baked (or fried, I’m not 100% certain). Whenever I’ve tried plantains in the past, the result has not been good. But wow, these were delicious and so filling! Overall, the plantain had a more “starchy” feel compared to the empanada but the chicken, featuring more of the Creole seasoning, was an excellent combination.
One fun feature at El Pub was that the recipes are posted on the walls. Some were slapped on, others framed but they are all pre-Castro recipes that the family uses as a foundation for their cooking.
We walked a few blocks and went toExquisitoRestaurant for a Cuban Midnight sandwich. A traditional Cuban sandwich includes sliced ham, sliced roast pork, swiss cheese, pickles, mustard and is served on a baguette. The Midnight version is served on a yellow bun that is similar tochallahbread. The result is a slightly sweeter sandwich. All I have to say is: wow, wow, wow. I will never think of a Cuban sandwich the same way, and it was worth the trip just to bit into a Cuban Midnight.
After so much food, some Cuban Coffee was in order. Cuban coffee is basically a darker espresso roast that is more finely ground. It’s a very, very bitter and an acquired taste. With a tablespoon of sugar, it’s not bad and certainly worth at least trying. It’s got a jolt to it.
I was wondering how Ralph could top the food selections we’d already tried, but he didn’t disappoint. We walked, stopping by a local park to watch some feisty games of dominos—in Little Havana, dominos is a contact sport—and then headed toYisellBakery for a guava pastry. The shop is unique because most restaurants outsource their bread making… toYisell. The pastry is afilodough-like pastry filled with guava paste and cream cheese. Again, amazing. It’s sinfully delicious, and you won’t realize you ate the entire square until it’s too late. Luckily you can get another, and it pairs nicely with the bitter sweet Cuban coffee.
After this sensational treat, we stopped at Pinareos Fruteria, a 112-year-old fruit stand. Being in the south, you’ll see much more tropical fruit. In fact, I was introduced to mamey and brought one home to try. Note: if you take the tour, get the mamey and try this recipe. I wouldn’t eat it every day, but I thoroughly enjoyed getting to bring some of Miami home.
Ice cream has to be one of my food weaknesses so it was perfectly fitting that our final stop was Azucar Ice Cream Company. The shop is run by a second generation Cuban-American who strives to make ice cream like her grandmother did. We were all offered tastes of any flavor. Ralph highly recommended the Abuela Maria ice cream. Since he hadn’t gone wrong yet, I figured it was a solid recommendation. I was right. Abuela Maria is cream cheese, guava, vanilla and maria crackers (similar to a sweet biscuit served with tea) . Simply amazing.
It’s nearly impossible for me to travel and sit still. A “relaxing weekend away” is difficult because I love to explore—I love the adventure side of traveling to new places. If I want to sit, I have a couch at home.
Not that I’m a snob about it. For some people, that’s the recipe for a perfect vacation. Still, for me there is just a finite amount of time that I can lounge before I’m thinking about when I might ever get back to wherever I am, and then before you know it I’m clamoring about for things to see, places to go, and foods to try.
That is how I found myself on an unofficial Art Deco Tour of Miami Beach.
The tour covers, probably a 10-block radius of Miami Beach, and runs just over two and half hours. It starts with an overview of the city and its history. I loved hearing about the Miami connection to the mafia. Apparently its not all Boardwalk Empire fiction that Florida, and Miami especially, was popular because the ports allowed mafia to import alcohol and then transport it North. Unfortunately, in 1926 the Great Hurricane destroyed a huge part of the city. The mob, as it was explained, had a significant hand in Miami’s redevelopment. They funneled money into hotels but that alone wasn’t enough return on investment. The result? Many of the old, art deco hotels had secret gambling rooms where the ROI was at its peak.
A little history on Art Deco “Miami Style”*:
In the United States, Art Deco was a modern form of architecture inspired by early 20th Century design styles like Cubism, French Art Deco, Dutch de Stijl and others. But the actual term “Art Deco” wasn’t used until the much later, in the 1980’s, when interest in the style was renewed.
In Miami “Art Deco” is synonymous with lots of pastel colors (as seen on the 80’s hit show Miami Vice). But I learned that’s a bit of a myth. During scouting trips, the crew painted many Miami Beach buildings so they would look better on television. Real art deco colors are muted, more white, beige and grey—the design relies on machine or industrial forms. Art deco came to life after “Black Friday” (no, not the annual day-after Thanksgiving shopping splurge, but the market plunge) and the onset of World War II. Architects used machine or industrial forms of design to inspire people and underscore that things would get better despite how it felt at the moment.
Pillars of Art Deco. You can identify if something is “Art Deco” in Miami by looking for some of these key design characteristics
Ziggurat (that means “stepped) roof lines
Elements in groups of three
Terrazzo floors summarized from Miami Design Preservation League’s website (and my unofficial Art Deco tour)
*Although artists and art lovers will find flaws in this, my theory is that Art Deco has many off-shoots and Miami Style is just one. The tour offered great exposure to this while also a lot of history about Miami Beach.
My tour was booked through the James Royal Palm for $30.00 (tips are encouraged at the end). You can book your own online. My guide was a longtime Miami resident who was fantastic. If you don’t want to leave Miami Beach, or just want something interesting to do for a few hours, I highly recommend this.
I love an afternoon at the spa. Realistically, it doesn’t take much for me to feel pampered. A glass of wine waiting for me after a long meeting? Pampered. Walking a dog in the rain so that I don’t have to? Pampered. I’m comparatively low-maintenance, but that doesn’t mean I can’t spot a luxury spa with the best of them. Renew the Spa at James Royal Palm Hotel is pure luxury.
So, after sleeping in late, a causal breakfast and commensurate lounging around, we visited the Spa for some real pampering. As with many luxury hotels spas the staff makes a point of checking you in immediately. I was brought to a small but comfortable changing area. After getting settled in a thick, fluffy white robe, I was offered a glass of champagne and given the opportunity relax in a lounge area, where there was also water and light snacks like dried apricots or almonds.
Why anyone would sit inside is beyond me, because of the Spa’s enormous outside patio that overlooks both of the James Pools. It’s serene, but also makes terrific people watching. Depending on where you sit, you can even see the beach. With a glass of champagne, it was a great way to relax!
Whether the staff was clocking our wait, or just had naturally impeccable timing, they nailed it. We had enough time to sit outside and relax, sipping champagne. But not so much time that we had a noticeable wait. All three therapists came out simultaneously, introduced themselves and identified who was treating whom. As we were escorted to our individual treatment rooms, warm lavender rests were placed on our necks. It’s been quite a while since I’ve had a massage but I’ve never had this done before. It was a nice touch. The lavender was soothing and the heat was perfect to help loosen tense neck muscles.
Now, having a therapist who doesn’t understand muscle structure, pressure points and therefore doesn’t really create the relaxing experience I’m looking for is a personal pet peeve of mine. Thankfully, I didn’t have that problem. Once in our individual rooms, my therapist started the massage with a salt foot soak. While my feet sat in soothing warm water, getting massaged by my therapist, she went over the massage basics and treatment options. What type of massage did I prefer (e.g., Swedish, deep tissue, etc.)? Did I want aromatherapy, stretching, bamboo or reflexology?
I’m still working through a knee injury, so I selected to incorporate stretching. My therapist* was very attentive, asked significant questions about my knee injury such as how it happened, what my current rehab was, etc. She did some specific stretching and manipulation that I am convinced accelerated my recovery. It could have been a placebo effect on my part, but that’s how good she was. I left feeling like I could do a triathlon (even though I can’t even swim).
I would say fly to Miami just to visit Renew BUT… there is one small and unfortunate caveat. After the massage was finished my therapist came back with an arm full of recommended products for me to “consider picking up to continue my treatment.” BOOM, Zen-killer.
I don’t know about others, but when someone is in a blissful state, it’s poor timing to up-sell. I thought maybe it was me but my friends had the same complaint of an up-sell experience and were equally dismayed. We agreed spas are a business but the approach was so off-putting it left us with a kink in our otherwise relaxed bodies.
Travel Tip: Renew the Spa is a luxury spa and has corresponding luxury prices. Keep an eye on GiltCity for specials to offset the expense. And, maybe, at the beginning you can let them know you don’t like to talk after a massage, or be sold anything.
While in Miami, almost anyone who learns you’re visiting—or identifies you as a tourist by the pale pallor of your ski—will steer you to Lincoln Road. Reasons to visit range from general shopping, to boutique shopping, to eating, drinking and just plain old people watching. Maybe, but I cannot fathom the appeal. Lincoln Road of today lacked any charm and just plain run down and sad.
Allow me to explain. Looking closely at several of the buildings one can tell this pedestrian footway between Alton Road and Washington Avenue was perhaps spectacular once upon a time.
But now it lacks character or anything I couldn’t fine at King of Prussia or Short Hills Mall. It’s mostly just chain store after chain store (Express, Zara, Gap, Bisou Bisou…) with a few “pop-up shops” sprinkled in.
Don’t misunderstand me these stores serve a purpose. But that purpose doesn’t jive with what Miami has to offer, albeit relaxing in my case. The place feels like a bad mixture of New York City’s Times Square with musicians, dancers eager to perform for a tip, and Barcelona’s Las Ramblas; totally overrun with tourists who are there because someone told them to go. I often think this is simply a city’s way of corralling tourists. In DC we also call it “The Mall” although ours is filled with museums.
Unless you are going to go to Juvia for dinner or a cocktail, I say bag Lincoln Road and find a different adventure. A tip from the locals: if you don’t want to spend mega bucks on dinner, visit Juvia for an early happy hour and you’ll be treated to a stunning sunset.