To celebrate America I slipped away from Phoenix with friends and family to the cooler weather in Big Bear Lake, California. We’re in the part of the summer where I’ve had quite enough of the 110+ temperatures and we still have a solid two to three months before we get a break from the heat. I’m officially taking any opportunity to get out of town so I can breathe again.
We piled into a couple of cars, turned up some great road trip music, and my little brother sped and wove in and out of traffic all the way to California. We arrived to a huge rainstorm in the early afternoon, picked up groceries for the weekend, and I cooked a big dinner for our group (with some help from my best friend and her awesome husband). For our 4th, we hiked up the trail just out of our rented condo’s front door and enjoyed a gorgeous display of fireworks. After the show, we all piled in to the hot tub IN OUR CONDO and had some good beer and good conversation. All in all, I’d say it was a wildly successful 4th of July.
The rest of the weekend was spent lounging by the lake and getting insanely sun burnt, flipping through some magazines that I only seem to take the time to read while I’m on vacation, making s’mores over the gas stove in the condo, and laughing way too much. It was such a restorative weekend and the perfect reprieve from the heat.
