Jon and I had a long weekend so we decided to go camping in northern Washington. We rolled in to La Push at about 12:45 at night (in the morning?) and couldn't see a thing. Naturally, we forgot to pack a flashlight, so by the light of our phones, we stumbled around and pitched our tent. We could hear water, but couldn't tell how close it actually was. So we counted on good fortune not to wash us away in the middle of the night. Turns out, we did not get washed away! And we woke up to the most incredible view. See below. Can I also say that beach camping is the best? Truly. The ground is naturally cushy and comfy, plus the sound of the water is so peaceful and completely drowns out the noise of other campers.
^^Gosh, I love him.
^^Have you ever seen such an adorable camp ground? Because I have not.
^^Dead animals. I guess I've always had a thing for dead animals. (E.g. going to the dead animal pit used to be one of my favorite activities at my grandparents' cabin. So....) Also, how creepy/gross is it that all those dead crabs were making me super hungry? Though it was Jon who actually touched the things.
^^Are these trees incredible or what?! I clearly have a problem editing photos down. I can never decide which ones to post!
Well as you may have surmised, we're moving again. We kind of just up and left LA, really. Because (as Jon's job goes) we got news very last minute about his next assignment. Maybe it's not so fair to say we just up and left, but seriously, our move-out date snuck up on us big time. So the day before our contract was up, Jon and I had a conversation that went something like this: "Uh. We have to be out of here tomorrow. Where are we going?!" "Hm. Maybe we should just take a road trip to the Northwest and hope for the best." "When are we going to pack?" "Tomorrow morning, probably." Yeah, that's really how we deal with major life events. So that was our plan, until the night before we were leaving, when Jon got an interview with a hospital in Seattle and they offered him the job on the spot. And he took it! So we're headed up to Seattle folks (with a quick pitstop in SL). We couldn't be happier! We really will miss LA though, and here's an update on our last few weeks there according to my phone photos.
^^ Images from our street. (I told Jon that we'd probably never live on such an adorable street again in our lives.)
^^ Date night to see Grand Budapest Hotel with gelato and espresso.
^^ Dodger's game
Before we moved to LA, I made this list of things I was excited about. So I guess I'll do it again, Seattle style. Here are 10 things about Seattle (in no particular order) that have me grinning right now:
2. Good coffee. (Let's be honest, these first two are in particular order!)
3. Rain! I know that one day, I will probably regret saying that. But for now, it's true. It never rained in LA.
4. Going on hikes. Because the landscape there is incredible.
5. The beach. It will be quite different from Socal beaches, I imagine, but still pretty awesome.
6. Getting a job. More accurately, not being limited in my job search to temporary positions. You have no idea how much I've missed working.
7. Being near the Canadian border. If you knew me as a 13 year old this will make sense. Eh!
8. Living in a more health-conscious city. Gluten-free, organic, and vegan restaurants galore...
9. Bainbridge Island. Because it looks freaking beautiful.
10. Exploring yet another new city with the love of my life. :)
After spending a week in Salt Lake, my mother in law flew back to LA with me for a little spring break trip. It was tons of fun! We went to the farmer's market, Laguna Beach, Olvera Street, and China Town. Oh, and we shopped our little hearts out. She grew up in LA and it was fun to see all of her favorite places. She sure is a sweetheart!
^^Succulents at the farmer's market! Doretta even bought me my own to take home :)
Yes, it was a very odd day. Bizarre, creepy, sketchy- call it what you will. This is why:
On our way home from Joshua Tree we went to Bombay Beach, a little "town" on the Saltan Sea. We had considered camping there the night before when all the campsites in Joshua Tree seemed to be full, but alas, we found a spot at the last site in the park, so we did not. Anyway, I digress.
As we're getting close to Bombay Beach, I keep telling Jon how I want to go swimming, and he tells me that it's too salty, and I say so what. He explains that it started as some resort town in the 20's, but is now totally abandoned. He can't remember the story exactly. Look it up, he says. So, as I'm still dabbling with the idea of going for a swim, I find an article about the place. Then I stumble on this line: " so salty and polluted that by 2030 no fish will be able to survive in it" and then this: "That's not sand, by the way- it's the pulverized bones of millions of fish." So I decide to definitely not swim.
We pull up to the shore, passing a bunch of abandoned trailers and shacks on our way. And then there's this family there! Like, they're having family beach day or something. They're all smiling and the kids have their floaties on. They're so excited. But the water is literally filled with dead fish! I mean the sand for goodness sake is crumbled fish bones! Why are they swimming, and why are they happy in this place? I can tell they are residents of the town. It's a strange, strange feeling- I can't really describe it.
We drive around from one torn-up house to the next, getting out to snap a few photos, and so on. I am totally freaking myself out, but to be fair, this place does not making it hard for me. At one point, I'm even convinced that we're being followed. Weird vibes, man. And also sad vibes. Think apocalypse meets great depression.
Maybe I'll just let the photos speak for themselves. (If you want the real experience, turn on A Silver Mt. Zion while you look through them. Because that's what Jon played the whole time we were there.)
(Update: I HIGHLY recommend watching the documentary Bombay Beach. It is beautiful.)
On our way out, as I was commanding Jon to "drive, drive, drive!" we were feeling off. Driving past 100 military vehicles didn't help the situation, and neither did nasty border patrol. But then, we made it to God Rock (at least that's what I call it because I can never remember the name) which is a whole different kind of odd. See below.
As the temperature approached 90 degrees around here, Jon and I planned a day trip to Leo Carrillo State Beach. We almost didn't end up going because I really messed up my shoulder the day before (still not sure what's wrong with it, but I can't move my arm, so that can't be good.) But Jon insisted, as he does, so we went anyway, despite my complaining. I'm so glad we did, because we had the most perfect day. Really. I am in love with that day. (These first few photos were from earlier in the week, when I ate some steak tacos (gasp!) and when we stumbled into a farmer's market on our Saturday afternoon bike ride.) And oh yeah, I was awakened by an earthquake this morning!!!
It's an understatement to say I'm obsessed with sea urchins. They're like sea succulents! Adorable, right?
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