So our grand plan to make a day trip to San Diego didn't exactly pan out. What we thought would be a 2-3 hour leisurely morning drive turned into a nightmarish helldrive into traffic, absurdly long stop lights, construction, and general f*ckery...we were in the rhubarb big time.
This van cat is in the rhubarb too with that lazy eye
When we left the hotel in LA before 10am, GPS said it would be 2.5 hours to San Diego. After 2 hours, we'd only made it to Huntington Beach, and the GPS STILL SAID 2.5 HOURS. We were both getting into ratchet moods and decided to abandon ship in favor of choosing a closer beach locale for the day.
Looks like we're 10 feet closer to San Diego
Cue us arriving at the world's most populated beach and trying to find a quarter inch of clean sand to pack ourselves in with the rest of the sardines. Ugh, we have such first world problems.
Are you there Lauren Conrad? It's me, Margaret.
We made the best of a sort of off-kilter day by frolicking in the waves, both of us very nearly losing bathing suit bottoms several times. We crafted the "wide stance" pose (think da Vinci's Vitruvian Man) to battle the crashing waves and enormous riptide that was sucking us out to sea. Giggling the whole time, here's a snippet of Kathryn's insightful commentary:
"The ocean is scary"
"Why don't the waves ever stop coming?"
"If I lose my bottoms, can I make kelp into a bikini...a kelpkini?"
After bronzing ourselves for a few hours, we grabbed some trendy AF kombucha like the true SoCal hipsters we are.
#blessed
The drive back to Long Beach was thankfully uneventful. We spent an early night doing backyard yoga, eating Thai take out, and relaxing.
This yogini hits us with the ultimate namaste at the end
You 2 sure could pass for SoCal surfer girls! Complete with beet-ginger drink! Bleagh!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the pix from Long Beach and Shawn's lovely backyard!
Liz, you are so Mom in the first pic.
ReplyDeleteLiz, you are so Mom in the first pic.
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