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.