You’ve probably never heard of Calistoga, California. It’s a small town in the heart of Napa Valley filled with restaurants and spas. Despite the fact that is hosts roughly two million tourists every year only 5,000 people call Calistoga their full time home. A few of those people happen to be my Aunt, Uncle and father who recently opened a restaurant in town. I love any chance to visit Calistoga and not just because I’m spoiled with massages, facials and mani pedis (although, I’m definitely not complaining about the abundance of spas in the area). The area is amazingly stunning, the vineyards, the lichen, the cute small town atmosphere, it’s such a wonderful place to have family and the perfect escape from the “real world”. Each time I’m in Calistoga I find myself sleeping in late, taking hot bubble baths mid day and of course, drinking A LOT of mimosas. It’s the perfect relaxation destination if I do say so myself.
This trip we celebrated my Uncles’ 55th Birthday! We rented an old fashioned limousine, of course I pretended to be Marilyn Monroe sipping champagne in the back seat. We ate lunch at the most fabulous restaurant with a gorgeous view of Napa Valley and drank the most fabulous wine (although…to be fair, I only had a sip because I’m a baby and even fancy red wine is just “not my thing”), and hiked through the beautiful Calistoga hills. Overall my experience since flying up from LA has been so relaxing and (as always) my Aunt and Uncle treated me like a complete princess and I feel so spoiled.
Today I’m spending the morning in Calistoga with my aunt (with hiking&pilates) before heading to San Francisco to spend my last evening in California with my Dad. It’s so strange my trip has been so eventful&chaotic and yet so relaxed&easy going all at the same time (how does that even happen???)!
If you ever have the chance I HIGHLY recommend visiting Calistoga. I’m hoping to put together my own version of a “visitor’s guide to Calistoga” soon. We’ll see though, it seems like a relaxed week in Calistoga would have been the prime opportunity and thus…I spent my days soaking in the claw-foot tub catching up on celebrity gossip instead(by the way I totally don’t even believe that Taylor was dating Evan Spiegel).