A company staycation, Class III and IV rapids, and one very unexpected bucket-list moment on Tennessee’s Ocoee River. Sometimes the best adventures begin with doing something that scares you.
Author: Krissy Pellegriti | Deliberate Desires
Back to Routines – On Purpose
As summer begins to loosen its hold, there’s something refreshing about returning to routines. A new season can be the perfect invitation to reset, begin again, and choose the rhythms that help us live a little more deliberately.
Detours Remembered: Cefalù, Sicily
Long before The Deliberate Detour had a name, we were already taking them. A postcard from Cefalù, Sicily — and from a life already being lived deliberately.
The Deliberate Detour: Sweet Home, Alabama
A concert ticket pointed us toward Birmingham, but the weekend became much more than the main event—good friends, a hotel with character, an unforgettable brunch, Jelly Roll under the Alabama sky, and one last spontaneous stop at Talladega. Sometimes one good reason to go is all a Deliberate Detour needs.
The Deliberate Detour: Savannah — Part Five: The Journey Home
A final Savannah morning, one last look at the river, and the drive home with more than souvenirs. Some weekends end when you leave. The best ones stay with you.
The Deliberate Detour: Savannah — Part Four: Savoring Savannah
By Sunday, Savannah had become less about what was left to see and more about what was left to savor. Good food, beautiful surroundings, and the simple pleasure of enjoying every last moment.
A Little Left of Center
Being left-handed means learning to navigate a world designed for everyone else — from smeared ink and spiral notebooks to scissors, lecture-hall desks, and dinner-table elbow battles. A lighthearted celebration of the quirky, adaptable little club I’m proud to call my own.
The Deliberate Detour: Savannah — Part Three: Where the Best Plans Are the Ones You Never Make
Savannah has a way of surprising you when you stop trying to see it all. Part Three is about wandering without an agenda, unexpected discoveries, and realizing that sometimes the best plans are the ones you never make.
The Deliberate Detour: Savannah — Part Two: The Beauty of Not Being in a Hurry
Sometimes the best part of a trip is leaving room for it to unfold. A slow Savannah morning, a memorable meal, and nowhere we needed to be but exactly where we were.
The Deliberate Detour: Savannah — Part One: The Arrival
Our anniversary weekend in Savannah began with river views, cobblestone streets, memorable meals, and the luxury of having nowhere else we needed to be. Welcome to Part One of The Deliberate Detour: Savannah.
