Big sur
There is nothing quite like Big Sur. I had some of
my favorite childhood memories there. Just the smell there brings it all back.
I quote from @lacawanna my BFF since 1994, “Oh the first loves, sleepovers, the
secrets, and pure bliss this place has seen. Thanks for all the good times Big
Sur, you forever have my childhood”.
Memorial weekend at Big Sur was a must from the time I was in diapers.
My family and many family friends would come…..and we let the
camping, beaching, gaming, biking, and roasting party begin year after year.
I was so happy that I got to bring the hubs back. It was a very random time of the year
to go so it was just Pfeiffer State park and ourselves. Here is a very amateur video that I threw
together. I promise my next ones will be better (or I promise that I will try).
Favorite moment: definitely waking up in our
coverless tent and soaking in the nature like wannabe granolas. ;)We had big
plans to go on a big hike early in the morning but we did not leave that tent until 10:00.
Worst moment: I just finished the Elizabeth Smart book (which
rules, read it in two days) and just as we laid down to fall asleep I could not
get the creepy man who kidnaps her out of my head. The whole night I kept
thinking of how easy it would be for someone to come and take me. I could not fall asleep, I made Ryan
practically lay on top of me to “protect me.” Haha. I guess writing this makes
me realize that I am a huge scaredy cat….





















