The Seeing Southern Travel Magazine

If travel is as important to your life as it is to ours, follow along and discover destinations that will awaken a new sense of discovery. Travel is transformative, illuminating, reviving. Through the stories that you’ll find here, we hope you uncover some locations that awaken a sense of awareness in you that you can’t shake.
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I’m always on the lookout for items that make travel easier and more efficient. I’m also eager to discover amenities at destinations that I can bring home and utilize in my daily life. Here’s a list of our favorites items, the best luggage, soothing lotions, inspirational books, and all things electronic (including cameras). Here’s our wish list for you.

What’s in my Luggage?
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What’s in my Luggage?

When I was in college, a writing professor told me the secret to writing was economy. That holds true for packing for travel, too. The joy of not schlepping lots of luggage.

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A Passion for Greek Wine
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A Passion for Greek Wine

During our last night at Danai Resort, we meet Apostolos Plahouras, head sommelier. As we walk with Plahouras through the unpretentious door into his cellar strategically located near each of the three restaurants, we feel the temperature immediately drop. 

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Living on ….ISH Time
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Living on ….ISH Time

Even on Sunday morning in a church down south, the melody of Amazing Grace never sounded so good. Each day, as the sails were hoisted and the spiritual anthem echoed throughout the ship, the S/V Mandalay prepared to sail. No matter where he was, each passenger made his way to the upper deck to watch six or more burly men pull and tug ropes until the nine (or less depending on wind need) sails stood at attention. We watched, head uplifted, mouth dropped in awe of the stamina and power it took to get the grand old lady under way. The melody proclaimed we were moving, to another island, to another port. We had no clue of the time of day, just the fact that in the middle of the Southern Caribbean, we were changing course and what would happen between now and then didn't even matter. We had wind whipping through our hair, a bloody mary in hand, and we were open to anything. We were living on . . . ish time.

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