
A few corners of the Pocono Mountain region earned a tacky reputation for honeymoon hotels with heart-shaped beds and mirrors on the ceiling. That stereotype is wiped clean by old-style class when you roll into Shawnee-on-Delaware, a quaint village on the Pennsylvania side of the Delaware Water Gap. The riverside Shawnee Inn and Golf Resort is only 70 miles west of the George Washington Bridge—but it stages a comforting, bygone era that’s far removed from New York City’s anxious pace.
The Pocono Mountains region is home to rolling mountain terrain, waterfalls, inviting woodlands, and 170 miles of clean rivers. The historic Shawnee Inn and Golf Resort overlooks the pristine Delaware River and is in the midst of Delaware Water Gap National Recreation Area. This river valley had been evacuated via eminent domain for a hydroelectric dam, but the silty soil makeup scraped the project and the watershed area was instead declared parkland in 1978. So, there’s a variety of scenic outdoor activities right on your doorstep, including kayaking, canoeing, rafting, biking, hiking, and fishing—something for everyone.

Opened in 1911 in the style of other Northeast U.S. grand hotels, it’s a piano-player-in-the-lobby sort of place. But before you even step inside, a sagely bellman named Alder shares tales of visits by President Eisenhower, Bob Hope, and Ed Sullivan. Historic photos line every spacious hallway that lead to 80 guest rooms. If all the space and grandeur is too overwhelming, you can escape into the ping pong room, or cozy brewpub.

There are two wonderful dining options that don’t require driving. Within the inn, the River Room overlooks their golf course and several massive maple trees giving birth to syrup, with copious sap bags hanging from their trunks. While enjoying the impressive cuisine in a casual atmosphere, the River Room often hosts live music. When I dined, they featured Pete Begley, a talented man playing “The Stick,” a 12-string guitar neck without a body that’s fretted with all 10 fingers. Deftly played, The Stick sounds like a four-piece band. While entertaining, Begley also calmly chats as he visits various guests’ tables.

A five-minute walk across the manicured resort grounds brings you to the Gem and Keystone Brewpub, home of ShawneeCraft Artisanal beers, which are crafted onsite. Both menus features local produce, all natural meats, PA farm-stand cheeses, and sustainable seafood. gemandkeystone.com. After dinner, stroll a few more minutes down the tree-lined street to the charming 193-seat Shawnee Playhouse, which features inspired, year-round professional theatre—and a gigantic fireplace. theshawneeplayhouse.com.
Shawnee Playhouse
Shawnee Mountain is a ten minute drive from the inn. The winter season offers 25 skiable acres, 23 trails, Pennsylvania’s newest high-speed quad lift, two terrain parks, a snow tubing park and 100-percent snowmaking. But as the seasons change, so do the mountain’s offerings. From May through November, visitors can enjoy eight special outdoor events, including a Celtic Festival, a mud run, and a one-of-a-kind Garlic Festival, shawneemt.com. Last but not least, the Shawnee Inn is a great place to golf. Arnold Palmer met his wife here in the same era that Jackie Gleason learned how to golf on their 27-hole riverside course. Before heading back to New York City’s car alarm circus, I got a deep tissue massage at Spa Shawnee—talk about a fast track to inner peace. This rustic-yet-luxurious getaway is where romantic couples and families can chill out together, or not.
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* The Shawnee Inn is 70 miles from New York City. Call 570.424.4000 or visit shawneeinn.com.
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Any time of year is a great time to visit the Pocono Mountains, which spans 2,400 square miles—the size of Delaware. Spring and summer invite active travelers to explore 260 miles of hiking and biking trails, 35 golf courses, whitewater rafting, boating, fishing, and open access to nine state and two national parks. Winters invite visitors to ski, snowboard, snow tube, or snowshoe through snowy (natural or made) wonderlands encompassing 165 ski trails. The region teems with history-infused cultural events, theatre, art exhibitions, antiquing, and cuisine—or you can simply sleep in. A full calendar of festivals showcasing the heritage, music, and food of the region is on http://www.800poconos.com/events. Even the most discerning traveler will find comfortable lodgings in the Pocono Mountains, which offers an eclectic mix of luxury hotels, distinctive boutique properties, and quaint, family-run bed and breakfasts. Visit 800poconos.com.
* From Manhattan’s lovely Port Authority, Martz Trailways has regular service to the region, martztrailways.com.
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The Shawnee Inn owners, the Kirwood family, have an impressive legacy of doing humanitarian work worldwide. Charlie and Ginny Kirkwood met in Turkey where Ginny was serving in the Peace Corps. Later, Mrs. Kirkwood went on to found Thailand’s first Special Olympics program. Their daughter and son-in-law started the Shawnee International Health and Development LCC, an organization that empowers volunteers to advance their experience in international aide and development.


Brad Olsen and Bruce Northam in Big Sky, Montana
Time away from wherever we call home allows us to reassess our lives without the routines. When two travelers meet, another kind of pattern emerges, and it usually results in extended storylines. I’ve ventured with author Brad Olsen far and wide. Of all the ramblers who should end up as comrades and book-publishing partners, we were destined to meet. Despite being on parallel rookie-author missions and in the midst of a heated competition, our paths collided at a trade show. Both of us had quit our day jobs, traveled around the world in our 20s, and then wrote similar books about dropping out but staying relevant. My book, The Frugal Globetrotter, and Brad’s World Stompers were simultaneously published in 1996. Promoting our new paperbacks, we first crossed paths at a 1995 Chicago book trade show—a New Yorker and a Californian eyeing each other tentatively across a gulf of common pursuits.
Two years later, we met again while on assignment in Austria. After a hike in the Alps, we found ourselves in Salzburg’s St. Peter’s Cathedral for a service spoken entirely in German. Without understanding beyond a few words, we still encountered something indescribably moving. Afterwards, a walkabout in which we paused on a footbridge spanning the Salzach River gave birth to our 1999 anthology, In Search of Adventure.

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Oliver Stone lauded Brad’s first book, World Stompers, a “subversive masterpiece of travel writing.”

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Brad’s eighth book, Future Esoteric: The Unseen Realms, seeks to stretch the bounds of reality by means of an alternative narrative. There is nothing under the sun he doesn’t explore, from UFOs to free energy, from the secret space program to underground bases, from cryptozoology to looking at different ways we can challenge the many problems facing the human race. In other words, anything esoteric. Listen to Brad discuss the title via this “Coast to Coast” (start at 1:18:50).
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Another foray with Brad took me north from Chicago, across Canada, and then into Montana, ultimately landing in the Nevada desert for the 2001 Burning Man festival. This anything-goes phenomenon has become the largest outdoor-arts festival in North America. It polarizes people to label it either an epic, radical counter-culture inclusion, or just an excuse to get buzzed and naked in public. We did both.
No Gentle Ride, Man —U-Haul “Gentle-Ride Van” revised with black tape at Burning Man, Black Rock City, Nevada
“Commando crashing, sir.” —Brad Olsen’s response to a Winnipeg, Canada, police inquest about our illegal city-park campsite (while he was researching “Sacred Places” across Canada).

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As Brad has reminded me, there’s no competition when you use your entire heart…
Inspired by Burning Man, Brad co-founded The How Weird Street Faire. Held annually in San Francisco, CA, it’s the oldest electronic music festival on the west coast. He started the event in 2000 as a small block party, and it has now grown to attract more than 15,000 people a year. This annual April gathering (April 28 in 2013) encourages party-goers to wear costumes and be more than just spectators, howweird.org.
Needless to say, Brad is a busy guy…
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BRAD OLSEN gained the distinction of being an “award-winning travel writer” when his travel guide, Sacred Places North America: 108 Destinations, won the Bay Area Travel Writers top honor for the “2010 Best Travel Book for the Planet Earth” category, and again in 2013 when his latest book “Future Esoteric” won the top prize in the category of “New Age.” Brad’s first book, World Stompers: A Global Travel Manifesto, is now in its fifth edition. He also published The Tribes of Burning Man.


Not all travelers are alike, yet consumer travel shows continue to have a one-size-fits-all model with booths, brochures and freebies. For today’s young, tech-savvy urbanites who are already seeing the world, the inaugural New York Travel Festival will offer a needed change of scenery by reinventing the consumer travel show.
Scheduled for Saturday and Sunday, April 20-21, this weekend event will combine lively interactive talks on different facets of travel, destination and activity displays, and jaunts out in New York City’s various boroughs.
On opening day, April 20, the festival begins at 9 a.m. at Bohemian National Hall, 321 East 73rd Street. This historic Upper East Side venue will feature a who’s who of travel experts, conducting lively panels discussions, a game show and breakout sessions that will go beyond lecturing.
Andrew Evans, National Geographic’s Digital Nomad, will deliver the keynote address. Other scheduled guests include:
– Lee Abbamonte, the youngest American to visit every country on earth;
– Valarie D’Elia, host of NY1’s “Travel with Val”;
– ‘Nomadic’ Matt Kepnes, author of How to Travel the World on $50 a Day: Travel Cheaper, Longer, Smarter;
– Chef Marc Murphy, judge on Food Network’s ‘Chopped’
– Robert Reid, Lonely Planet’s U.S. travel editor; and
– Alison Wright, award-winning photographer.
On opening day, April 20, the festival begins at 9 a.m. with lively panels and breakout sessions inside Bohemian National Hall, 321 East 73rd Street. This historic Upper East Side venue will host a who’s who of travel experts, in panel discussions that will go beyond lecturing. Offerings include debates, a game show, tastings, workshops, and other interactive elements.
Breakout sessions will focus on local/regional travel, as well as five niches: Adventure & Outdoor; Cultural; Food & Wine; Gay & Lesbian and Responsible & Eco/Sustainable. There will also be an on-site cooking class available to VIP ticket holders.
On April 21, Sunday’s portion will allow participants to go on a variety of tours, tastings and other activities organized by an assortment of established tour companies, neighborhoods and BIDs. Scott’s Pizza Tours, Urban Oyster, and Turnstile Tours are some of the itinerary providers included in this year’s Festival.
Tickets are $40 for Saturday only (not including lunch, which is $15 in advance, $20 on-site), $75 for a weekend package until the festival (includes admission to Saturday’s event and one tour for Sunday. VIP Packages are available for $150 and include a three-course cooking class with Chef Pierre Thiam (seen on Iron Chef) on 4/20 and an exclusive Mexican Cultural Experience on 4/21. Doors will open for Saturday’s event at 8:00 a.m., with the program running from 9 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. For more information, visit http://nytravfest.com.
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About New York Travel Festival:
Produced by RW Social, the New York Travel Festival reinvents the concept of the consumer travel show. Designed for younger, tech-savvy urbanites, the two-day festival will open at the Bohemian National Hall with panel discussions and break out sessions. The second day will involve various scheduled tours and activities in select neighborhoods in and around New York City. Visit http://nytravfest.com.
In 1913, The Bethel Inn in Bethel, Maine opened to much acclaim as did New York’s Grand Central Station, The Dodger’s Ebbets Field, the first drive-up gas station and the Lincoln Highway, the nation’s first paved coast to coast highway. Thanks to a Long Island native, the Bethel Inn is flourishing and is celebrating its 100th year of hospitality.
Early in the last century, The Bethel Inn catered to the “out-patients” of Dr. John George Gehring, whose therapy included psychiatric treatment along with a strenuous physical workload including tending the inn’s gardens and building its golf course. Wealthy clientele of the Bethel Inn and the Gehring Clinic included members of the Sears, Bingham and Vanderbilt families who came to restore their bodies and psyches in the clear, cool Maine mountain air. They came with steamer trunks and the household help staying 2-3 months at a time. The first decade of operation saw the addition of four guest buildings, the lake house and the installation of central heating and an electric elevator.
During the 30’s and 40’s, the Bethel Inn made an attempt to stay open in the winter and struggled to stay afloat after the death of Dr. Gehring. Thanks to subsidies from Gehring’s wealthy client William Bingham and his friends the inn managed to stay afloat. Vacation habits changed after WW II and into the 50’s and 60’s. With the demise of the upper class 2-3 month vacation and rise of the middle class week-long vacation, the inn continued to struggle despite the addition of private bathrooms, an outdoor swimming pool, the completion of a regulation nine-hole golf course, and the opening of Sunday River Ski Way.
In 1976, the Bingham Trustees sold to a partnership in hopes of a grand turnaround. The new owners were unsuccessful and closed the inn’s doors in 1979. In 1979, Richard Rasor, an advertising executive at J. Walter Thompson who made the daily commute from Garden City to New York, purchased the inn for $450,000. Although an abrupt change from urban and corporate life, Rasor was no stranger to hospitality management as he lived in the Garden City Hotel where his father was Vice Chairman of the Knott Corporation which owned hotels across the globe. Rasor came up against an energy crisis the first summer followed by a snowless winter. Determined not to fail and using his marketing skills, Rasor along with his friend and business colleague from Sunday River Ski Way trucked snow to Boston Common generating “snowy” media coverage throughout the Northeast. To this day, skiers flock to Sunday River for reliable snow and the Bethel Inn Resort for New England hospitality.

By the late 80’s, business stabilized and Rasor built a conference center, expanded the golf course to an 18-hole championship course, built 40 townhouse condominiums adjacent to the fairways, and a health club with year-round outdoor heated pool. The 90’s saw green energy initiatives, a 16 guest room/luxury suite addition to the main inn, and the launch of the Guaranteed Performance School of Golf. The 21st century brought the development of 13 fairway condominiums bringing the total guest room count to 150. The Bethel Inn Resort expanded its vacation options to include the Family Golf School, Road Scholar Alpine and Nordic Ski Weeks, New England Couples Golf Championship, Maine Comedy Festival, Ghosts and Gravestones Weekend, and the Fall Festival Pro-am Golf Tournament.
To celebrate its 100th year The Bethel Inn Resort is offering a Centennial package for $100 per person including accommodations, full breakfast, and a four-course dinner every Thursday through Saturday nights during April, an appropriate month as 1913 was also the ratification of the 16th amendment authorizing the income tax.
The Bethel Inn Resort located on the Common in Bethel’s National Historic District. The District is home to the Moses Mason House Period Museum. Part of the Bethel Historical Society (www.bethelhistorical.org), The Moses Mason House built in 1813 is celebrating its 200th birthday. The Bethel Historical Society is sponsoring a special exhibit focusing on the Inn’s early years under Dr. Gehring.
The resort is open year-round. The resort’s 200 acres includes an 18-hole championship golf course in summer and 40-kilometer cross country ski center in winter, an inn with a formal dining room and tavern, library, large common room, health club with a year-round heated outdoor pool, saunas and spa facility, conference center, and lake house. Recreation and activities in this western Maine region include canoeing and kayaking on the Androscoggin River, and hiking on over two dozen trails in the Mahoosuc Range including a section of the Appalachian Trail. The Upper Androscoggin River is emerging as one of New England’s destination trout fisheries and home to several drift boat guides (www.upperandro.com). Rock and gem hunting are great family activities. This region of western Maine is famed for its deposits of tourmaline, garnet, amethyst and other precious stones. Winter in Bethel brings skiing and snowboarding at Sunday River Ski Resort (www.sundayriver.com) and Mt Abram Family Ski Area (www.mtabram.com), cross country skiing, snowmobiling and dog sledding.
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* Check into the Bethel Inn via 800-654-0125 or www.bethelinn.com. Throughout April, their $100 per person Centennial package includes accommodations, full breakfast, and a four-course dinner every Thursday through Saturday.
* For Bethel area info, visit www.bethelmaine.com.

I know a few American couples who nearly waged war as a result of their difficulties conceiving children. For some, the solution was guided by Confucian simplicity. Manhattan’s Chinatown is not usually a place to encounter professional non-Chinese couples in search of baby magic, but such a pair led me into the hearts of the infertile pining for children. They spend thousands, often tens of thousands, of dollars on tests and hi-tech fertility procedures. Meanwhile, the numerous childless couples getting pregnant after adopting suggests that anticipatory stress hinders baby-making.
A couple I know, then in their early 40s, nearly went bankrupt running the obligatory course of tests and hi-tech prayers until they were referred to a Chinese herbal practitioner, Dr. Zhang, who spoke very little English and is not a “doctor” by western standards. At that time, he operated out of a simple one-room space in the heart of New York City’s Chinatown, which then resembled the back streets of Canton. One wall was lined with drawers containing roots, leaves, and tree barks. An assistant, who didn’t speak any English, hovered near the doctor’s room, which was really an alcove separated by a sheet. There were no appointments. First come, first served.
On their debut appointment, Dr. Zhang held the woman’s wrist while taking her pulse in different places, examined her tongue, and then studied her face, all the while scribbling a page full of Chinese characters. Twenty minutes later, he passed the page to his assistant on the other side of the sheet, who then started rummaging in the drawers, grabbing and mixing.
The couple left with six shopping bags of herbal tea for less than $40, which the woman drank three times a day. The couple asked what they should do if they ran out of ingredients, and the doctor said, “You be pregnant, you be pregnant,” and waved them off. It tasted like a bitter coffee-tea mixture. As promised, she was pregnant within a month. This was even more surprising given that she had spent the previous year seeing a renowned fertility doctor. It was the same fertility specialist who had helped Celine Dion conceive. Unfortunately, the woman hadn’t been so lucky. She was told there was nothing he could do because she couldn’t hold an egg. Given the context, Zhang’s $40 seemed pretty reasonable. And, a year later she was pregnant again—strong medicine! This goes some way to explain why there are 1.35 billion people in China. Even the aforementioned couple’s gynecologist now refers patients to Chinatown.
In that same year, the couple—and the fertility specialist—referred dozens of other couples, also in their early 40s and devastated by in-vitro fertilization failures, to this herbal doctor. For sure, 10 of them were soon pregnant. Alas, a decade later, Zhang relocated a few times to swankier Chinatown locations and has replaced roots and leaves with more manageable powders. Today, as he sits at his desk, dozens of thick binders bulge with baby pictures behind him.
Dr. Fu Zhang, 381 Broadway, Suite 205, (212) 966-6015
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Confucius: Life Begins at 50
Empathy is contagious. Confucius lived for 72 years until 479BC. His principles, which included nurturing intelligence without educational perks based on economics, good behavior, and respecting your parents have had an immense impact on Chinese culture from 300 years after his death until now. Confucian thinking is a philosophy, not a religion. Ignored during his lifetime, Confucius’s ideas were institutionalized as a governing philosophy until the 1911 Communist takeover. Communism didn’t jive with Confucianism, but more than 2,500 years of dedication to his practical, moral doctrines continues encouraging devotees to stick to his humane ideology—and that legal action implies an incapacity to negotiate. As it turns out, needless but profitable lawsuit terrorism has become a black eye on the American way of life.
Prior to his 50th year, Confucius had only held several insignificant government posts, a possible recipe for going postal. Enlightened at 50—and fed up with his local government—he set off on a 17-year trek from Chinese town to town, offering unsolicited advice to rulers about governing better. Sort of like Newt Gingrich, but making sense. Although he was occasionally jailed for unsanctioned preaching, Confucius accomplished his mission. Better later than never. Confucianism rejects the idea that conduct should be enforced by a rigid code of law, and that respect should flow upward. If Confucius toured across America today, we’d have a new reality show making waves.
Confucius fans turn up in the oddest places. While floating down Myanmar’s Ayeyarwady River on a relocated German Rhine River cruiser, I befriended an elderly Italian opera singer. With images of Buddha everywhere, she noted that Buddha bailed on his wife and kid—out of necessity. Remember, no attachments were necessary to hasten the path to Nirvana. Then the Italian diva suggested that “Confucius, who believed that the family was the center of everything, was a nicer man than Buddha.”
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Today, the world’s most populous country needs Confucian intuition more than ever. One echo of China’s one child per family rule—established in the 1970s to control population—is a society where six people, including the grandparents, raise one kid. What would Confucius say about an entire nation of brats nurtured by only child syndrome?
Ps, turning 60 is another cause for celebration in many Asian cultures. It marks the timeline where one has experienced all 12 signs of the zodiac (Horse, Rooster, Tiger, Rat, etc.) in each of the five elements (air, earth, iron, water and wood). And yes, in today’s America, 60 is still sexy.
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“Baby Maybe?!” —Comedian, George Carlin’s brand name suggestion for a birth control product
“Ten years ago we sell all our snakes to China. So now we have many more rats. The rats are very tasty.” —Tour guide, during float down Myanmar’s Ayeyarwady River
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