Let's Put This Thing in Reverse
Goodbye West Coast
Before we take off, I figured we owe you a quick update for those who are wondering how we managed to score another road trip and what the hell happened to San Francisco?
Tim and I spent 1.5 years in San Francisco and in the end, we’ll admit, it just didn’t quite fit. Don’t get me wrong, we made some incredible friends, explored the Pacific North West as much as our jobs would physically allow and of course, hosted a few shindigs. Tim had quit Apple in September and was freelancing, and I had now been given the opportunity to work for a small creative collective in LA. It was the perfect opportunity for us to depart, goodbye Carl the Fog. We once again packed up our Subaru, put everything that wouldn’t fit in a storage unit and sprinted south to Los Angeles.
Having learned from our drive up that the drive down was going to be spectacular and there were stops we had missed, we decided to take the weekend to drive down. A stop in Pacifica for clam chowder, a night in San Luis Obispo to ride dune buggies in the morning, an afternoon at an ostrich farm AND a miniature horse farm and, obviously lunch in the "Danish" town of Solvang - we made some great stops to add to the check list.
The day we landed in LA (really, the day we arrived) Tim was given a great job opportunity back in NYC and after much deliberation, decided to take it. The terms were that we could stay in LA for the summer so I could spend more time at my new gig, Tim would work remotely and we would drive back across the country for 2 weeks starting July 29th, making a pit stop in Telluride, for to meet up with our families at Jazz Fest, which we had planned months earlier.
Regardless of the ticking clock counting down until our departure from LA, we had an incredible summer! We scored a little apartment, complete with a backyard, had Friday nights out in Venice with my sister, took weekend trips to Palm Springs, Ojai and an airstream in the Hollywood Hills, kayaked through the Channel Islands, listened to the symphony at the Hollywood Bowl, made friends with new coworkers, and of course attempted to establish a friendship with James Franco. Although our time was cut short, our summer in LA was worth it!
July 29th came faster than we could have imagined. It was time to officially say goodbye to the west coast and start our trek back east. We laughed, we cried and we hugged all of the great friends we had made, and had In & Out burger as our last meal. It’s a bit ironic that once again, we took off August 1, exactly 2 years later, but hopefully wiser.