It’s a known fact that I function poorly without caffeine so when in a new city I make sure to find the top spots to make my coffee watering holes. Below is my ranked list of top five favorite spots since relocating to the West Coast:
Day trips here are a thing and so are reasonably priced rental cars. Ben and I opted to combine these two wonders of the west coast and take off on a daytime excursion!
Into the woods,
It’s time to go,
I hate to leave,
I have to go.
Into the woods-
It’s time, and so
I must begin my journey.
Into the woods
And through the trees
It made sense to me at the time to kick things off with that. But, seriously…that is how you feel when for the first time in your life you live within an hour’s drive of some magical redwoods. Contrary to a pair of visitors we overheard discussing…you cannot simply plant a redwood in your backyard.
Day 2 – Maui Wowweee
We got up at 4 am again. This whole 3 hrs from SF and 6 hrs from NY time confusion is making me hungry all the time. Well, I might just be hungry all the time.
It was a Thursday afternoon and I was literally watching my iPhone flip through numbers that would get my closer to our Hawaiian getaway. Not that I was bored of course, on the heels of one of the most hectic work weeks I would pop open my calendar and remember that this weekend would be spent on an island in the sun…
Day two of our mini road trip through wine country and we woke up to a quick morning work out and stroll through downtown Healdsburg where we stopped by Flying Goat Coffee for some delicious and (Ben’s favorite) bitter black cold brew. We also wandered into Downtown Bakery as it was seemingly the only place opened that early and one with carbs. Mmm carbs.
Ben is here! To celebrate I attempted to take a day off and we hit the road for Wine Country. A mere 40 minutes away and we were already in Sonoma, then shortly after Napa and…our destination for the night, Healdsburg. (heel+de+sburg).
Fourth of July is all that is good with grilled meats, ice cream and fireworks. Although this post is exactly one month over belated, I wanted to share a few pics from our time back in Cape Cod. It was lovely heading back east after a few months of Bay Area summer.
What ever happened to predictability?
The milk man, the paper boy, evening T.V
You miss your old familiar friends, butEverywhere you look
There’s a heart
A hand to hold on to.
Everywhere you lookThere’s a face of somebody who needs you.When you’re lost out there and your all alone
A light is waiting to carry you home
Everywhere you look.
I’ve moved. It’s official. I’m a West Coast Living, Kale packing, Bi-rite Ice cream drooling, re-useable bag toting Californian. We walked into a slightly musky charming gem of an apartment in the Haight/Hayes Valley ish area. It seems only fitting that after moving to America and learning my favorite catch phrase “Coooool dude” from Full House episodes that I would be moving right by the painted ladies just in time for its rebirth on Netflix.
As summer still hasn’t arrived in San Francisco, I thought I’d share a few pictures from an impromptu day trip to Santa Cruz with friends Manny and Nick. We stopped at several important landmarks along the way: Half Moon Bay, the Santa Cruz dock filled with seals and of course the Pie Ranch (which turns out feeds the hungry people of Mission Pie)
After surviving several weeks of what is definitely as winter by those in the Bay Area…it was time for some sun, at this point I was almost looking forward to the humidity.
Being about a week into my living in the bay area, it only made sense to take a long camping trip into the wilderness, shirking my unpacking responsibilities. I wish I regretted it but I simply don’t. My coworker slash friend Manny has been working in San Francisco for the past few months and as two more joined our group we had our team of backpackers. Ellie flew in from New Yorker and booked us a campsite…four miles from where we parked our car. As it happens this mistake was the best thing that could have happened to us as our base camp out turned into a full on trek.