a crush on California

By bonnie, 25 April, 2012


I’ve been back from our mini-vacation in San Diego for a little over a week now. I can’t get it out of my head.  I never had any particular aspiration to live in Southern California. Never could see myself there, until I could.

Being there felt long even though it was very short as traveling goes.

And nothing particular happened to change me, but a lot of lovely things happened that was all part of it:

- I relaxed. I know, I know… you are saying “well, duh. you were on vacation.” No. You don’t understand. I’m a planner and a lister and a doer and seer. Even when (maybe especially when) traveling. And it’s not that I don’t have fun, I enjoy the fuck out of travel. This time I relaxed. As in, content to do nothing. Aware of things I wanted to do, but without the anxious “I shoulds” attached.  I don’t think I’ve felt like that in months. Maybe years.

- A few nights in a hotel with a balcony with an amazing view of the skyline, bridge, part of the harbor. Boats. Palm Trees. Sunsets, sunrises. It was glorious. Probably had a bit to do with the relaxing.

- I got to catch up with a beautiful friend who I haven’t seen in many years. How she lives her life inspires me and reminds me that I am very, very proud of the adults that my friends evolved into after college. I feel like we are all the adults we always wanted to be in most important ways.

- I ate a lot of fruit. This might seem like a silly thing to be including on a list of memorable things about a vacation, but I’m not exaggerating when I say that entire bows full of fresh fruit at breakfast was one of my favorite parts about being there. We won’t get berries that taste that good until peak season this summer on the east coast. I got a preview. I relished that.

- I made friends with a shy dog named Jasper. I adore him. He is not so sure about me.

- I spent really amazing family time with loving, supportive, funny and smart people. They aren’t blood relatives for me, but I am adopting them and keeping them forever.

- We had an awesome day that consisted of art, antiques, great food, wandering around by the Pacific, seeing pelicans and seals and plants and cliffs that look very very different from the Atlantic.

- We drove around a beautiful neighborhood with good energy and tons of tiny craftsman bungalows with porches and yards and strange plantlife. I could see myself (happily) sitting on the porch of several of them. Not now, but maybe in a couple years.

And lastly, I got to celebrate my 10 year anniversary when I was in California. The life I’ve had in the last decade because of this person is so far beyond anything I expected or thought I would be capable of having when I was young, I am humbled by it every day. Wherever we decide to go in our wacky, nomadic adventuring together, whether it’s California or somewhere else we fall in love with, it’s the together part that makes it work and makes it worth it.


 

One Comment

  1. Brandi says:

    I remember when you had first started emailing Darcy. I’m so glad you found such a love, Bonnie. It gives me hope for myself.

    And oh, California. Do I return to its shores or do I move to Brooklyn? How will I ever decide?

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