After waking up and shoving everything back in our cars, we started down the other side of the mountains before heading north to Lake Tahoe. Ian has a friend who super kindly let us shower and stay at a condo in the area (yay beds). We piled our things from the car to the condo and immediately left in our swimsuits for a day at the lake.
Two years before, Celeste and I spent a few hours in Emerald Bay at Lake Tahoe. We kayaked and explored for just a few hours before heading back into the Nevada desert. It became one of those places on our growing list of spots we couldn't wait to visit again, so when Ian pitched the idea, we were more than happy to join. We spent the day with new friends, drinking blue moons by the ultra-blue waters of Lake Tahoe on the sandy shore. I remember this day as a perfect one- laid-back, beautiful, surrounded by really great people. A pause in an ocean of constant movement. That evening we stuffed our faces with Mexican food and all piled on the couch. With Cocktail in my ears, I dozed off in a warm pile of blankets.
Celeste and I headed to the coast the next day- eager to see our first ocean on a road trip. We briefly stopped in San Fransisco and stood at the edge of the ocean, wishing Ian was there to show us around his city. Another place added to the list. Reluctantly, we headed down the coast to Santa Cruz, where we had a room reserved in a hotel near the ocean. This was one of those happy accidents where we found a place to stay that landed us right where we needed to be. On our way into the city, we saw the silhouette of rides against the sky, right next to the beach. And alas, it was Coca-cola night on the boardwalk, and we got in for $15 to ride all of the rides we could manage. This is a common theme for us- we plan a stop with no idea of what we will see or do- and boom, we are face-to-face with an amusement park of our dreams. Roadtrip #2 brought us Nickelodeon Universe that turned us into giddy children- this was the same kind of wonderful. It gives us a second to act like kids, amidst a trip that brings a lot of growth and responsibility. We ate funnel cakes and corn dogs and happily trekked back to our hotel a few blocks away.
We found ourselves in Monterrey the next morning. Celeste was floored- ready to tour the city from her beloved Big Little Lies show. I didn't get many photos here, as I mostly acted as a hype man for Celeste's adventure. The fisherman's wharf was a quaint little place, with candy shops and gift shops and restaurants with cute displays out front. We spent a while browsing through the shops while the wharf came alive with the heat and bustle of the day before eating a delicious lunch at Paluca Trattoria, a restaurant on the wharf where the show often filmed. Bellys full of delicious food and strawberry cream soda, we headed back to the car to continue our journey.
Next stop: Big Sur.
Two more stops and road trip #5 will be a wrap. Thank you for following along with me :)
Photographer on the road