It’s really easy for me to feel jealous scrolling through Instagram when I see friends traveling through all kinds of amazing far-off destinations. I’ve got a mean case of wanderlust and I had even started to feel a little sorry for myself that I had no international travel plans in sight. My little summer vacation this year was just gonna be a road trip up to Tahoe, and it didn’t sound as exciting as, say, Sydney, Paris, Essaouira or Havana.
Well, I’m an asshole. And a snob. Because I’ve been in Tahoe for just three days now and IT IS AMAZING. Such a good reminder that beauty, adventure and even just a simple road trip can totally satisfy my travel bug, reinvigorate me and tantalize the senses. Quality time with my family, nature, fresh air, swimming in the lake, hiking with my little boo. Yes. It’s awesome.
These are all snapshots from the moving car–just on the drive up into the Sierras. I mean…wow. I live in an amazing place. I should remember this feeling.