It was my last weekend of being 34, so we packed our bags and headed west…
No dog, no kids, very loose plans for what we wanted to do, and reservations for a bed and breakfast.
I miss all the green and old buildings in Auburn.
It smelled so good in town, just like I remembered it from when I lived there.
I would go back in a heart beat.
The wall paper, the jazz in the hall way speakers and the creaking old wood floors.
The fancy potty had more controls than the TV remote.
I think we were both pretty tired from a busy week, so we turned in early.
I was out like a light practically before my head hit the pillow.
We checked the maps, pulled on our running shoes and headed out the door.
(I figured out how to do the panorama option on my iphone, YES!)
breakfast, more coffee and out the door for adventuring.
I was hell bent on going to Harry’s for a mojitto and Pizzeria Delfina for dinner.
The broccoli raab did not disappoint.
Sunday, we drove through Golden Gate Park and watched surfers play in the ocean, it wasn’t like December at all.
It was a pretty awesome weekend.
Thank you to family for taking the kids and to my husband for making me feel very special.