There aren’t many places in the world where I could tell you that you could get there in either as little as 3 hours or as many as 12. But, when the border between Mexico and the US is involved, all bets, these days, are off.
Since it’s Thursday, here’s a little throwback for you guys. To the desert. Palm Springs, to be exact. After a weekend of bottomless mimosas, endless walking, soul-soothing music, and dry, dusty desert heat, I (somehow) survived. But man, was I exhausted.
We try to go somewhere every few months, and we were due for another trip. I desperately wanted to see some snow before the winter season ended, so when he mentioned taking a last-minute camping trip in Yosemite, I was all for it.
It’s so easy to always try to seek out what’s new or ‘hip’ when you live in the city. A new restaurant, a new food craze, a new Nasty Gal store opening.... Being a California transplant myself, I’m super guilty of spending every other weekend in pursuit of something new and exciting.
I’m a big fan of day and weekend road trips to new places in California that I’ve never seen before, so I thought what better way to kick off the Christmas spirit early than with a day trip to one of the most Christmassy towns in the country (that happens to be less than 3 hours away)?