After eight days straight of euphoric paradise I’m back in Seattle caring for small children, eating pizza alone in bed and redecorating my cork board with Taylor Swift quotes as a source of entertainment. The difference between now and eight days ago is that I am sparkling, or, more accurately, glowing. Essentially I spent the past week in Heaven and even though my mind keeps reminding me that I am (technically) back in the real world, my heart can’t stop fluttering. I’ve shared enough Taylor Swift love song lyrics to make Romeo & Juliet queasy so rather than repeating how head over heels I am and thus losing every blog friend I’ve ever made I’m going to instead recall my adventure.
Last Tuesday Jordan and I set out on an adventure. We both had to work all day and technically could have (should have?) left for Tahoe Wednesday morning but we were both SO eager for adventure we began our journey around 11:00pm on Tuesday night. Two speeding tickets (can you tell this astounds me?! I feel like I keep bringing up these speeding tickets but it’s because I’ve only been pulled over once and it was for driving too slow), copious amounts of caffeine, some butternut squash quesadillas and enough baby carrots to feed several moderately hungry baby rabbits later we reached Mt.Shasta just in time for the most astounding sunrise I have ever witnessed in the entirety of my existence. I was so exhausted from staying up all night that I thought the epicness of the sky was a hallucination. I took a picture for later reference (see above) and it turns out it wasn’t. Thus the trip began watching the sunrise with someone I care for deeply and then falling asleep in the car at a rest stop along the side of the highway for several hours only to wake up shivering and chattering our teeth. When we finally arrived in Tahoe mid day we were completely exhausted.
Part One: Tahoe
Where We Stayed– Lake Tahoe Basecamp Hotel
We spent two nights in Tahoe. I’d visited Squaw Valley before for Wanderlust in the Summer but had never seen Heavenly (the area we visited for this trip). Our primary activities included drinking Starbucks, wandering around looking for restaurants that were not sports bars (and thus would not judge us for our distaste for beer), and of course playing in the snow. Jordan skied like a perfect little snow bunny and I trampled down the mountain sloppily as I seem to do frequently. We made eating oatmeal packets at midnight in the lobby of our hotel a priority and were sure to lock ourselves out of our hotel room no less than seven times. I’m pretty sure the hotel management thought we were on drugs. We weren’t (just high on affection for one another). The hotel we stayed at was super lodge-y with a very young/hip vibe. Since neither Jordan or I like camping (eek sorry) we pretended we were camping on the first night by taking all the covers off of the bed and laying them by the fireplace in our room and sleeping by the fire. It was the best camping experience I have ever encountered by far.
Part Two: San Francisco
Where We Stayed– The Warwick Hotel
On the morning of the 13th we drove from Tahoe to San Francisco. It was a short drive so we arrived in San Francisco with enough time for Jordan to go shoe shopping before our dinner reservation. All throughout the city I kept spotting men carrying gigantic floral arrangements, boxes of chocolates and Teddy Bears. Although I usually don’t care about Valentine’s Day (I am neither for nor against) I couldn’t help but smile imagining all of the future smiles from the un-expecting receivers of said presents. We only spent a single night in San Francisco. I sort of go there all the time so it’s like no big deal (wink) but we did manage to snap a few tasteful make out photos in front of the Golden Gate Bridge though I wished I could have met up with Lauren or Caroline (next time my pretties). Our hotel was right up my alley with crown molding and cute little ornate details everywhere. I felt like I was in a true princess suite. The Warwick was quite close to Union Square and other desirable locations so I highly recommend it!
Part Three: Los Angeles
Where We Stayed– The Line Hotel
By the time we reached Los Angeles on Valentine’s day I have to admit we were a bit of a wreck. We had already received 2 speeding tickets and a toll violation. It seemed were vagabonds without a cause headed straight for the Mexican border in an attempt to ditch America but as it turns out we were just two dummies who couldn’t find $4 in cash to pay the toll. We went out to a club the first night in Los Angeles and while Jordan was slightly disappointed in the atmosphere I refused to let us leave as Hollywood clubs cost such an exuberant amount to get into. It was actually the most romantic Valentine’s Day I’ve ever experienced and that isn’t just because I’ve spent every other Valentine’s Day crying and fighting with my significant other at the time.
The rest of the time in Los Angeles was truly magical too. We shopped on Santa Monica’s 3rd Street Promenade, we ate lunch and wrote post cards on the pier, we watched the sunset in Malibu and spotted two seals on the beach (the baby one made me squeal with happiness). I was so happy to be in the sunlight I think I was prancing everywhere we went. At one point in Santa Monica I was pulled out of the crowd by a street performer (his website) who then proceeded to trick me and kissed me on the lips. It was all in good fun though!
I have several friends in Los Angeles but only made an effort to see my sorority big sister, Vanessa (sorry world I was busy being enamored). Vanessa joined Jordan and I for a day at the Los Angeles County Art Museum, a shopping trip at The Grove (more shoes for Jordan, are you sensing a trend?) and sushi at a restaurant in Beverly Hills called SugarFish. I was so happy to hug my beautiful dolphin sister again.
Initially we were supposed to leave Los Angeles on Tuesday morning and drive 16 hours to a small beach town in Oregon for the night before heading to Seattle on Wednesday. Jordan and I were both sort of into the Los Angeles sunshine and the view of the Hollywood sign from our hotel room and sort of not at all into driving 16 hours straight so we decided to skip driving back all together. We decided to spend an entire extra day in Los Angeles and fly back to Seattle Wednesday afternoon. We spent our extra day in Los Angeles fairly lazily but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. We really explored the hotel we stayed at (which was so COOL and hipster and artsy by the way) and really enjoyed a greenhouse themed restaurant on the hotel rooftop. Tuesday evening we sipped champagne in bed and stayed up late laughing and talking. It was hands down my favorite part of the entire vacation which I think speaks volumes about the company I was with.
Going into this road-trip I was both nervous and excited. I knew I really liked Jordan and was anxious to share an adventure with someone who was so quickly becoming one of my best friends. I was nervous though too-our relationship was moving so fast I was afraid rushing into a trip together might ruin things. I wondered if he would become bored with me or we would both go stir crazy around one another. As it turns out I’ve discovered there are three things I can’t get enough of: Adventure, California and this guy named Jordan.
Have you been on any road trips? Do you have one you’ve been wanting to take?