Bikes, brews, and a capsized canoe
When Matthew first suggested we spend a month in Bentonville, Arkansas, on our way from Colorado back to the East Coast, I had never even heard of it. My reaction was probably similar to yours: Arkansas? What exactly is in Arkansas? As it turns out, quite a lot. If I were handing out superlatives from this year of travel, Bentonville would easily win Most Surprising Destination. It feels like a tiny utopian bubble filled with art, outdoor space, friendly people, and an endless supply of sunshine. Views from Razorback Greenway Castle Mountain Bike Trail Blown glass sculpture along Art Trail Slaughter Pen Mountain Bike Area Sarah and Matthew ahead of me on the Razorback Greenway More from the Art Trail Super cool light-up art exhibit off of Razorback Greenway It is an absolute biking paradise. It’s as if someone asked, What if a small American city actually prioritized recreation and public space? and then decided to build exactly that. Endless trails weave through lush green trees...