Hi, in case you didn’t notice…it’s wednesday, and in case you didn’t notice something else, I’m going to talk about my weekend today. It was a long and wonderful adventure in the sunny and beautiful state of California. There were hippies, there were rafting adventures and of course there was my wonderful family and boyfriend all camping at Lake Tahoe. Of course I was too busy eating smores and twisting myself into the eagle pose to really worry about taking too many pictures, so you’re just going to have to believe me when I say it was beautiful.
Jeff and I flew into good old Oakland on Thursday night. This time my Aunt Jenn and Uncle Stan didn’t forget we were visiting and even showed up at the airport to shuttle us back to Napa Valley (which says a lot considering they had to leave the Jewel concert early to pick us up on time, it’s these sort of gestures that really make you feel loved).
Friday morning we were up early to get ready for our family camping adventure, we loaded up two cars of people and camping gear and started the long journey to Tahoe (except the time flew by as I was chatting with my favorite Aunt and sipping Starbucks all the way there).
On Saturday Jeff and I attended Wanderlust festival. If you haven’t heard about it…I’ve raved about it here...a few times, and the fact that I got to go…really proves that dreams do come true. We started off the morning with funky fresh yoga in the lululemon “D’OM”. It was the perfect way to wake up for the day because it was super fast paced, (funky as the name implies) and groovy (because there was a DJ). It was Jeff’s first yoga class ever, and to be honest if I were him I probably would have peed my hot pink yoga pants because there were so many yoga pros around us, but, he didn’t (pee his hot pink yoga pants or the orange shorts he was actually wearing). He handled the whole situation calm, clear and collected (true yogi style).
The second class of the day was Mythic Yoga. I had no idea what to expect but when there was delicious tea involved I knew I had picked the right place. The whole aura of the class was very reflective and mystical. MC Yogi (aka a Dj who mixes popular beats with his own songs about yoga) and his wife lead the class and told us the stories that some of the yoga poses are based off of. I would slaughter the stories and names if I were to try and retell them but just trust me when I say the whole class was beautiful and inspired me to find my own inner goddess.
After the second class we had a long break before our final class, we took this time to explore the festival. There were tons of cool hippie vendors (Psychics, Every Yoga store imaginable, Gong therapy, henna, etc). We eventually rode the tram to the top of the mountain and enjoyed a refreshing mountain top pool party. It was the perfect way to spend a hot afternoon (and watch crazy talented acroyoga-ists performing in the pool).
Our final class (for those of you still reading along with this long yoga rant) was called “Divine Play”. I had no idea what that meant but it sounded fun. We started off we lots of ice breakers (the kind you would play at Summer camp) and eventually incorporate some acroyoga. I fell on my head a few times but as a high school cheerleader (and wannabe gymnast) that’s something I’m used to. It’s safe to say I totally want to learn acroyoga, if anyone knows of a studio in Seattle PLEASE let me know.
We ended the day fighting over where to eat dinner (typical for a vegetarian pizza lover dating a lactose intolerant meat-aholic). In the end we decided on the Pizza place because Jeff is nicer than I am. We listened to MC Yogi rapping (?) about Yoga (it was super nerdy but I sort of loved it) and fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow back at the campsite.
Finally, Sunday was spent with my lovely little family river rafting (so refreshing and fun) and paddleboarding around the lake. It was sunshine-y and perfect.
Which brings us to Monday. I spent all day around Calistoga dreading my flight back to Seattle and figuring out FAFSA information (I’m pretty sure I some how screw it up every year…)
It’s okay though because even though Seattle isn’t nearly as exciting as Wanderlust and Lake Tahoe…I’m actually heading to Las Vegas for another long weekend tomorrow #charmedlife
Sorry for the annoying hashtagging, I can’t help myself.
P.S. If you want to laugh you should probably watch this: