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Two hours away from touristy Tamarindo (and miles from any paved roads), this laid-back village is the perfect place to catch your first wave.

As the summertime tourist stampede fades from memory, life goes on (gorgeously) in the city’s working-class districts and artist-colony islands.

This former British naval garrison is packed with lively bars serving up native Nova Scotian brews and live fiddle music.

The Indiana capital has a booming indie-music scene, with intimate rock clubs that might just make more noise than the city’s famous racetrack.

With their church suppers, trout-filled streams, and affordable vacation homes, the mountains of northeast Pennsylvania seem frozen in a simpler time.

Maine’s coastal villages may conjure up images of stiff martinis and boating with the Bushes. But with the onset of fall, things take a surprisingly casual turn.

With its under-the-bridge skate parks, secretive supper clubs, and respectfully louche strip bars, the Northwest culture capital's darkest spots are also its coolest.

Ben and Jerry aren’t the state’s only dairy masters. The Vermont Cheese Trail supports a small army of artisan cheesemakers specializing in everything from blue to buffalo mozzarella.

A thriving art and design community has emerged in an unexpected place: the once-gritty South End.

The city is filled with top-notch vintage stores brimming with upscale hand-me-downs and drag-queen couture.