We didn’t exactly tackle Los Angeles the way we could have. We didn’t explore the way we should have. For our tired minds at this point in our journey, what we needed was simply time with friends and family and of course Disneyland.
Morro Bay was a destination to stop and visit my cousin who recently started college at Cal Poly. I was feeling a bit old as I can remember babysitting Chiara, but also very proud listening to her and hearing such wisdom and strength. It was quite comforting to be with the younger generation and feel hope for the long term future of this country. It was also comforting to spend time with the most adorable animals on the face of the planet. Anna feels as though she can’t write a post without writing something about the ominous future of this country, so you are stuck with me. I am not a writer, so here are some pictures of kayaking with sea puppies.
We left the Monterrey area the day after one of the strangest days of our lives, election day 2016. We had a literal and figurative hangover. All we could think to do was hide in a redwood forest in Big Sur and hide from the online meltdown. This was a time we felt without resource, like getting news of the death of a loved one and there is no one, no thing to make it feel ok.
In Monterrey, we hung out with Art.
Art is the type of guy you meet and immediately feel as if you’ve been friends forever, like you are picking up where you left off. Perhaps you were last together in Spain on vacation or at a lively wedding in Las Vegas. He is open and warm, genuinely kind and can tell you something meaningful about every topic you broach. You never expect to meet such a person, randomly on a yearlong trip across the country, but when you do, you hang out and cherish the crap out of the time you get.
There is not enough time or space to take away your ailments.
What of the time that died while you waited?
What of the piece of you that died while you waited?
You want to be stronger and different than you are now.
When? When will you be healed and ready?
When will your suffering be subdued so that you can see above it?
Like a wave ever coming; you wait on shore until it crashes.
But it crashes and crashes and never ebbs.
Go now! Go now! You are more than you know.
♦ Pictures were taken over 2 days of hiking in Pinnacles National Park. There are two entrances to the park, the East and the West. We chose the East Side to venture from as we favored the camping options. Highlights of the hikes were Bear Gulch and Balconies Caves and sightings of bats, tarantulas and the endangered California condor which is the largest bird in North America. ♦
The feeling of miles and elevation in my legs and lungs is addicting. I believe this because it’s not always a joy, but always a need. The countless miles hiked and summits reached are not always “fun”, they can be so challenging that gratification only comes when it’s over. I know this is not the case for everyone…some love every aspect of hiking.
We created a bubble. A world we could live in. Not ready with the answers and there were always questions. Since 18 it was, “what do you want to be? what’s your plan? what’s next?” Not ready with the answers so for now why not this?