A private paradise in Lake Tahoe.
Enjoying blue skies.
Sipping St. Suprey Sauvignon Blanc.
Hanging out at the private beach at the Lakeland Village Resort.
My entry for this week’s Photo Sunday theme: Beach.
2010: On our way to Lake Tahoe.
My submission for Photo Friday’s challenge: Rugged.
When you get older, leave your ordinary life behind and hit the open road.
I’m trying to get used to the fact that I’m officially in my 30s: married, working, domesticated and totally reliable. We have a good life in Cow Town and we have stable jobs. After a few bumps in the road, I am happy to be working as a journalist.
So when May rolled around and we stared at the reality of turning a year older, we decided to celebrate with a couple of weekend getaways.
In fact, it took us two weekends and 1,000+ miles on my hubby’s Corolla to celebrate our birthdays in May.
At the beginning of the month, we took advantage of my 3-day weekend (a prelude to my 10-day work week in the newsroom) and drove to Lake Tahoe. We left the chains behind and looked forward to hiking on the cliffs next to the lake, all under sunny skies.
Short weekend vacations rock my world.
It’s wonderful to head to the Sierra when we need a change of scenery and break from life in Vacaville and the Bay Area.
For this trip – it was all about walking in the snow and enjoying warm bars with cozy fireplaces. Some local merchants said it was a bit icy on the mountain for skiers and snowboarders. I was happy to be a simple snow bunny with no work commitments or responsibilities. It was a very relaxing weekend.
SOUTH LAKE TAHOE, CALIF. — Watching delicate snowflakes fall outside our motel room. It’s beautiful by the lake and kinda empty. Apparently, we arrived a week before the start of the big ski/snowboard season.
It seemed like a good time to do a weekend trip to the Sierra. I was inspired by a fellow journalist taking off for Guatemala after she finished up her contract.
My plan for this vacation: catch-up on sleep, eat, drink and enjoy the snow. Sounds like we’re getting another big dumping of snow later today. We may get snowed in. I think that sounds romantic for now. I suppose my hubby can telecommute from our motel room.
Anything is possible.