I’ve just returned from an epic girls’ trip with my lovely daughters that should last me a good long while.
We started most mornings with a hike, wound down each evening watching an episode of Gilmore Girls and, in between, we filled ourselves up with everything Los Angeles offered.
Spoiler alert: L.A. offers a lot.
We hiked Temescal Canyon, met family for brunch on the beach, accidentally toured the Getty Villa and intentionally toured the Getty Center, enjoyed a free jazz concert in the park and had a taste-bud wakening dinner at Osteria Mozza that was so delicious we had to pause several times to exclaim.
That was just Friday.
We took a four- (counting us) -person yoga class, rode the peddle swans in Echo Park, munched on Milk Bar treats, strolled through some sweet neighborhoods, salsa danced in a park, hiked up to the Griffith Observatory, enjoyed a sunset picnic in Barnsdale park, costume shopped, attended a musical Sunday service at which the pastor began his homily with a call and response spiritual, ate another brunch, saw a movie, book shopped and then took our purchases to a park to enjoy them.
We attended Katherine’s friend Sarah’s burlesque show Sunday night and then took Sarah’s intense workout class Monday morning. Afterward, we dragged our exhausted selves to Home State for some breakfast tacos.
We planned the trip to celebrate Katherine’s 30th birthday, my 55th birthday and Molly’s graduation so we toasted all of that Monday night with dinner at Yamashiro.
Molly and I rolled in last night thoroughly exhausted and extraordinarily grateful for such an epic visit.
Thank you L.A. for your gorgeous vistas, delicious food and warm people.
Thank you Vince for holding down the home front.
Thank you Molly for being such a game travel companion.
And thank you Katherine for being the kind of host that greets us with homemade cookies and the kind of daughter who enthusiastically invites us into your very cool world.
(I took so many photos that I’m worried you’re going to feel liked you’re trapped in a stuffy living room watching vacation slides, but I can’t help it. Pictures are my souvenirs.)
If you scroll fast it might look like a flip book 🙂