road trip

Two Weeks, There and Back

Phil and I took a necessary road trip (with reasons which you will learn more about in a later post), and made a few pit stops between Los Angeles California, and White Sands in New Mexico. 

The first stop was Tucson. I kind of fell in love with this place. The culture was vibrant, and there was just enough hippie to suit my needs. Things like organic grocery stores, weird book shops, spaces to roam and grab either a cheap beer or an imported red are must haves and this place was stocked. 

We stopped to say hello to Phil's grandmother. If you remember Maria from the Welcome To Wyoming post, this would be her mom. She could only accommodate us for a few hours in the morning since she had guests staying over and they had plans to go to a museum for the day. She goes out to see plays and musical performances, while maintaining her art collection which has been a project for her since her twenties. She is now 92.

We then ventured on to White Sands for an incredible few days working with Tiny Atlas Quarterly. A wild honor. Details will be kept limited since there'll surely be more to come from that side of our trip - so I'll talk about the other thing that happened while we were there. Phil and I met a traveling couple from Canada, living out of their "Armageddon Bus" until their house is finished being built on their farm. Meet Erin and Jesse. 

Here it is. Glorious, isn't it? They bought this bus and proceeded to fully gut it, replacing the bus seats with a custom made fold down bed (the bottom containing shelving units), as well as a stove and toilet. They also kept a photo album of the buses progress. Their pups Willow and Cedar rode with them too. Great company.

We stopped at the closest place to get a coffee - which happened to be Arizona's own Bedrock City, a dilapidated tribute to the Flintstones in  the most geographically appropriate location. Definitely worth checking out. Oh, and coffee is only 5 cents.  

The Grand Canyon. For safe measure. 

And a last days visit to our favorite hot springs. More details to come soon. 


Coastal Travel - Big Sur + Carmel Valley

On the way to the bay area for two back to back weddings, Phil and I left a day early to explore the scenery along the dreamy coast. We visited the Henry Miller Library for tea, and were gifted two days and a night of clean brisk air. 

By the early evening, we made our way to our AirBnB - an amazing cottage home deep into the hills of Carmel Valley. Driving up took about half an hour, which meant that one we were there, we were there for the night. The man who's property it was seemed to be directly in line with us. Lots of good conversations can come from meeting strangers, especially when they feel automatically familiar in a way you can only describe as kindred. 

A short walk up from the house, there was a beautiful trail which lead to a secret skate park. This was probably the last thing I expected to find while waking up in Carmel Valley. Raboon, pictured above, made it with his son Zarosh, an artist and skateboarder. 

Raboon was an incredible example of what it means to maintain an inner sense of fun. Life is full of serious moments, but ultimately we're here to play, grow, interact, and enjoy.