My dear friend Angela has a new house and a new baby and it had been many years since we hung out in real life.So I finally made the plans, packed the bag (the morning I left), and brought Olivine along for the adventure. We were able to break in our matching summer sandals.
Flying Jet Blue out of Long Beach is easy. A two hour direct flight
with plenty of buttons to keep her entertained.
I have been to Portland once, on a road trip with my mom. Okay twice, but the first time was my honeymoon train trip and we only stretched our legs. But this third time (really the charm) felt like the local trip.I found a lavendar latte at the corner coffee shop.
My friends cooked dinner each night (I might need this recipe)
and we ate in their backyard
borrowed their bathtub and then lounged on their porch.These are the type of friends I get on an airplane to see. The kind where it feels welcoming and comfortable. I was thrilled to have our kids side by side
as we attempted to talk and eat food and count dinosaurs all at the same time. Very every day feeling, like I live down the street instead of in another state.Olivine found joy in Theo’s toys. She would climb into this and say it was her office. As she pushed the buttons, she called it typing.
It was incredibly mellow with a trip to the co-op for olive oil and fruit.A walk to Cafe Au Play
These two began to sync up just as it was time to leave and I realize that is how it is. Time goes by quickly and taking time to appreciate the moment matters.I think I could live in this town. With it’s overgrown gardens, city wide compost, folks on bikes, Tibetan prayer flags, chalk drawings, hippy plus urban plus mountain vibe. Big skies with puffy clouds but mornings that are gray and chilly.Before that happens I have to take Joe and the kids. Road trip next summer. Sounds like a must! Let’s check the maps
and until then, I don’t know if I will ever take this baby so far from her papa. She missed him like crazy. Everyday she asked for him and looked for him.Henry your turn next to go on an airplane, I promise.
Thank you to my gracious hosts. Seriously, when you are headed to Southern California-we will host!