Crying in public: never fun but probably the least fun on an airplane. Imagine my dismay when I cried embarrassing tears of happiness on all four legs of my early June journey to and from Pensacola.
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Alamere Falls — 8 miles (there and back) of some of the most varied California terrain I’ve ever encountered on one hike and completely worth the sweaty, dust covered, famished ride back to the city.
As a celebration for the big 2-3 birthday, Alex and I decided to head down to Los Angeles for a quick weekend trip to visit our college friend, Lauren. I had never been to LA -- I heard mixed reviews from people I talked to about it as generally, people who live in SF dislike LA and vice versa. However, it would be crazy not to take advantage of a 50-min long flight for a short but fun birthday sojourn.
These are a few of my favorite things I was able to squeeze into the short amount of time I had in the city: In early May, my friends Tyler, Alex, and I were desperate to get outdoors for some exercise and fresh air. We decided on Mount Tamalpais, which is located in the Marin Headlands, just north of San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge and about a 50 minute drive from the city.
This past weekend my friend Tyler and I drove 2 hours north of San Francisco to Point Reyes for a quintessential Northern California day along the coast. After white knuckling it around the twists and turns of the roads getting there (and Tyler making us pull over for a roadside COMPANY CONFERENCE CALL halfway through the drive, #SchedulingMishaps), we arrived at Point Reyes Lighthouse for one of the best views of the mighty Pacific I have seen since moving to San Francisco.
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