Last week was my first ever time in California(!!!!) It was such an adventure.
Leaving Atlanta, we had a cabin in Yosimite booked for the weekend, but still hadn’t figured out where we were going to stay in San Francisco. We were literally looking up hostels and Airbnb’s on the runway of Hartsfield-Jackson Airport and we booked one *right* before taking off.
All this to say, we didn’t do much background research about the area of San Francisco where our hostel was located: the Tenderloin. We asked a couple of our uber drivers and read the first two lines about the Tenderloin on Wikipedia and were like... “yeah let’s switch this thing if possible.”
I’m sure it would have ended up being fine if we stayed there, but luckily the hostel we booked has several San Francisco locations and we were able to switch to the downtown location which was closer to a lot of what we wanted to see and was a fun place to adventure at night. We walked around and found the BEST veggie ramen for dinner our first night there. I could live off of it.
It was so much fun being in a hostel again. I frequently stay in hostels when I travel internationally but this is only the second one I’ve stayed in in the states! I love hostel culture. Everyone is so open and curious and engaging. Reminded me why I love traveling so much!
The next day we were set to pick up our rental car in the morning. It was for a pretty standard car — a Rav 4 or something. But long story short, the car rental had given our car to someone else and the only thing they had left was this:
Can you imagine me driving this through the narrow rolling streets of San Francisco?! LOL no thank you. I don’t think the photo does justice to how big this thing was. I learned to drive in a big SUV and I’ve driven a pickup before but this thing was MASSIVE.
Because we weren’t down for the truck, we had to uber back to the airport to get another rental. Luckily, they upgraded us from our original booking so we were super comfy for our drive. It was a few hours later than planned, but we were off.
The drive into Yosimite was insanely curvy. Like, not only were the roads curvy but they were also tilted. I tend to get motion sick pretty easily anyway and it didn’t help that I’d been drinking the night before. I felt like I was on a roller coaster and I think I took a whole bottle of ginger Dramamine.
But you guys, Yosimite is amazing. The whole time i was there — the whole time I was in California, actually — I kept noticing how many different types of vegetation there was. The trees were so different than what I’m used to on the east coast! I tried to take some pictures and you know those times when the picture does the actual thing no justice, like, none at all? This is one of those times. My pictures just look like “hey here’s a tree. Cool.” but it was stunning IRL.
Ooooh and the stars! Seriously, so beautiful. There were bright stars and constellations I’ve seen before, but the sky was also clear enough to see smaller clusters of stars between the main constellations. Amazing.
After Yosemite we had a couple days frolicking around San Francisco. We went to the Japanese tea gardens and had genmaicha and mochi, picnicked at the Palace of Fine Arts, saw the bridge (although it was v. foggy), walked around the shops at Girridelhi, sipped some Irish coffee with the best people-watching view, and walked around Fisherman’s Wharf at night. It was so much fun.
Most of the weekend I had my phone off which is very unlike me, especially when traveling because I love to take photos. I found myself grabbing all of my friends phones when I saw a photo op, so I guess I did still do that. :) but it was really, really relaxing to unplug and just be present and engage with what’s in front of me. I want to do more of that.
Oh, also — there was a sign hanging above my bed at the hostel where we stayed with this quote on it. I love it and wanted to share:
“This is your life. Do what you love and do it often. If you don’t like something, change it. If you don’t like your job, quit. If you don’t have enough time, stop watching TV. If you are looking for the love of your life, stop. They will be waiting for you when you start doing things you love. Stop over analyzing. All emotions are beautiful. When you eat something, appropriate every last bite. Open your mind, arms and heart to new things and people. We are united in our differences. Ask the next person you see what their passion is, and share your beautiful dream with them. Travel often; getting lost will help you find yourself... Life is about the people you meet, and the things you creat with them. So go out and start creating.”
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I write mostly about the places I visit and the people I meet. I love to write for the same reason I love to travel: because it teaches me a new way of seeing the world.
Other things I love: thrift shopping, sustainable fashion, big sunglasses, deep conversation, a good book, digital marketing, messy hair, planes, poetry, hot tea + long distance running.
This blog is about saying yes to the things that make you feel alive. It’s about rolling with the punches and embracing uncertainty because not everything will be smooth sailing. A life of adventure is full of challenges but I think it's worth it. Here's to saying yes to adventure, whatever that looks like for you.
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