In The Bay With Bae
This weekend was probably one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time. My best friend Rose and I drove up to North California to spend a weekend away from Los Angeles and just have fun.
Rose is more than just a friend to me, she’s literally my soul mate! We have known each other for about 6 or 7 years now and I can honestly say that she has been through EVERYTHING with me. She’s has been there through so many breakdowns ( and I mean many many many breakdowns), heartbreaks, doctor visits, and long nights of crying. She is the only person who knows me best, which is why this trip was so special to the both of us (at least for me it was).
We have been planning this trip since sophomore or junior year of high school, and It was until a couple of weeks back that we set the date to finally pack our bags and head up north. We honestly had no definite plan other than follow our navigation system and find a place to sleep. If you know me, you know that I am probably one of the worst at planning anything, which is why I didn’t find out until the night before whether or not I’d still be able to go. The night before I spent it with Rose watching Saved By The Bell and still contemplating whether or not I wanted to sit in a car for so long.
We initially planned on leaving LA at around 10 in the morning on Friday. I woke up at 9:57 and told Rose “I woke up just in time” and then immediately went back to sleep. What can I say? I love sleep! We didn’t get on the road until 11:30.
Growing up my family and I would drive up to Fresno to visit family friends, so I knew how long and boring the ride would be. I had to take a couple of minutes to accept the fact that I’d be in a car for about 7 hours with nothing but open fields and smelly cows. I will admit that being on the road brought back so many memories of my dad which got me a bit emotional. Then again when aren’t I emotional?
One thing I’ve learned about road trips is you must be on the road with someone who you can actually stand and put up with for that long. I think Rose and I have spent a lot of time together to know how to deal and handle each other’s shit.
Anyways, once we were near Sacramento we decided to go to South Lake Tahoe until it started raining and realized we had no camping equipment and weren’t prepared for rain. We ended up stopping at a town called Placerville which is in the middle of no where. It is the cutest little town I have ever seen, it looks like a town set from a movie or a tv show. We ended up staying there Friday night and Saturday night. We managed to explore the little town even though it rained both nights. There was really not much to it, it was in the middle of nowhere and it was all basically just one Main Street but it was beautiful! There was a moment when the sun was out and it was still raining, an absolutely beautiful moment ( I tired taking a photo but the rain wasn’t visible in the photos). That night we managed to get into a 21+ casino not too far from where we were staying. We had no idea how to even play at a casino or use the slot machines until we somehow figure it out and ended up loosing 2$ and $10 a daddy gave to us. I guess Rose and I have some typ of game!
After the casino we stopped by at an In n Out and decided to go eat it at the outside pool of our hotel. It was about midnight and after eating I decided to jump into the pool.
On the last day of our trip we were still debating whether or not we would still drive to SF. After stopping for some churros we left Placerville at around noon and drove to SF. We got to SF and drove around explored as much as would for about 4 hours before having to head back to LA and still make it back in time.
I love San Francisco, period.
After finally finding the entrance to the 101 freeway we were finally on our way back home at around. It was 6:30pm then and I said to myself “it’s okay we’ll be back at around 11”, boy was I wrong! Rose and I were feeling some type of way so we started playing Coldplay, Adele, Snow Patrol and somehow we managed not to cry. There was a point when I stopped reading the signs along the road and accepted the fact that we still had a long way to go. After hours we were finally in Ventura and I thought we would be home in 30 minutes and then I realized we still had more miles to go. The last hour and a half felt the longest, all I wanted was to just got home, jump into Rose’s bed and just sleep. We finally got home at 2 am and we were both just so out of it and drained we got into bed and just died.
I am so happy and pleased we both went on this trip together. I had fun and I’m sure Rose did to. We’re actually planning on going back to SF in two weeks for her birthday. Hopefully we actually go back.
I’ve been home now for the past day still really missing NoCal and the road. I still can’t accept the fact that I’m finally home and back to the same old routine, I guess I’m still in denial. Now it’s time to finally get myself together, start working on my 60s project, edit photos from previous shoots, and find a job.
Someone help me find a job!!!
