Part 1: This will be a two parter for my trip to Kansas City for the awesome Sara and Andrew’s wedding! I decided to take the long way to KC by making a pit stop in Fort Worth, TX to pick up “cousin” Hillary (who was also invited to the wedding).
Upon arriving in DFW airport at 10pm on Wednesday, Hillary got me the heck out of Dallas and over to her hometown of Fort Worth. I’ve been to Dallas before, but never to Fort Worth so I was excited to see a new city! We drove through TCU’s campus (where Hillary went to college) and it’s beautiful! Most (if not all?) the buildings use the same tan brick so it has that beautiful collegiate feel.
After mom and I left Ecola State Park, we drove the 22 miles north up the coast to Astoria, Oregon. Astoria has that shabby chic kind of charm to it; which makes sense as it is the oldest American settlement west of the Rockies. The landscape is dominated by hundreds of Victorian homes clinging to steep wooded hillsides, and remnants of Astoria’s fishing industry past are still present near its wharf at the mouth of the Columbia River.
Yep, my title is quoting a line from the 1985 cult film “The Goonies”. And why, you may ask? Well, that’s because I just returned from a marvelous vacation with my mom to Cannon Beach, Oregon, where the concluding scene in “The Goonies” was filmed. Haystack Rock, clearly visible in that scene, is Cannon Beach’s most famous landmark.
My family and I have traveled to Cannon Beach two previous times in my life, but only for short day visits. Mom always wanted to return and actually spend some time in Cannon Beach, so to celebrate both our birthdays, we finally achieved our goal of spending a long weekend in the beautiful seaside town. The Pacific Northwest is one of my favorite regions to visit. I don’t think I could spend year-round there with the damp weather, but I LOVE to visit. Oregon and Washington are seriously some of the most beautiful places you will ever visit! The rain makes the landscape so green and vibrant, it’s breathtaking!
I sincerely apologize for the lateness of my next post. Between my later work hours with my new promotion at Walden and my part-time job on Saturdays, I’ve been super busy the past few weeks. And then of course my Internet decided to be out for a few days last week. But my entry about my wonderful vacation to Cannon Beach, Oregon last month will definitely be posted this week! Stay tuned and I hope you all enjoy my new entry (whenever it gets here lol)!
Last April, my parents took a cruise out of Long Beach, CA with the Brickman’s and I was blessed enough to get to tag along. Our first stop of the cruise was to Catalina Island.
I started this blog just a few weeks after my wonderful trip down south to N’awlins (aka New Orleans), and since I did not travel anywhere this past weekend I’m going to take y’all back to my adventure in the bayou.
I’m not even exactly sure how this trip got started, but my dear friend Hillary and I were discussing our love of traveling and how we’d love to go to New Orleans. (I went there when I was around 7 years old with my mom, but I don’t remember too much of the trip). Well Hillary’s aunt and uncle live there, so she asked them if we could visit, and before I know it I’m booking a flight and planning my trip. Since I had President’s Day (Febuary 20th) off work already I took just a couple more days off, and we began planning to go that week. Well unbeknowst to us, that also happened to be the week of Mardi Gras. So not only was I getting to go to New Orleans, I was also getting to experience Mardi Gras in New Orleans. Check that off my bucket list!
Tucked amongst trees and below the Pacific Coast Highway, I found myself in the beach front town of Cayucos, CA this weekend. My long-time friend Gina and I opted to take a mini road trip up the coast of California, and wound up halfway to San Francisco from Los Angeles when we arrived in Cayucos. Gina currently lives in Santa Barbara and I drove up Friday night to visit her for the weekend. Since I’ve been to Santa Barbara several times already, we wanted to explore new territory. My mom had read about Cayucos, a charming beach town three hours north of LA, and told me to check it out. And this past weekend just so happened to be their annual Sea Glass Festival. Seemed like the perfect time to travel to Cayucos.Gina and I left Santa Barbara at about 10am on Saturday, and though we hit some highway construction that delayed us a bit, we arrived in Cayucos about 12:45pm. It was a beautiful drive, with alternating views of the ocean and then winding roads through mountains. It was a clear sunny day in the upper 60s. Fairly nice weather for coastal California north of Los Angeles.
I’ve been wanting to start a blog for years, but I never took that leap to actually commencing one. The goal of this blog is to document my travels throughout the world and my adventures within my new home state of California. I love discovering new places and traversing new lands. Traveling is one of my greatest joys in life and it’s like an addiction for me; when I go too long without traveling I grow agitated and I long for my feet to take me somewhere new. There is so much to discover, learn, and see in this world, probably too much for one lifetime, but I strive to visit as many places as possible. I hope you will enjoy my documentation as I seek out adventures near and far. (And I also hope to remain a consistent blogger so bear with me!)