wide awake and dreaming.

I recently watched a short video on YouTube that encouraged travelers to travel their own backyard. I thought about that and actually love that idea. Travel your own backyard, so simply yet so brilliant. So often we think we have to venture thousands of miles, across the seas and into beautiful foreign lands to nip…

Selfie Seals

The last stop on Bri’s San Diego tour was the La Jolla coves. I love La Jolla because of all the adorable mom and pop shops that line the oceanfront, the way the water seems just a little bit bluer on this side of town and of course, the seals that dot the beaches. Our…

away we go.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. All you need is that initial step to take you from where you sit to where you want to be. Sometimes, that first step is the scariest step you can take. You can be a little unsure if this is the right direction- the one…

On Top of the World – Adventures with Imagine Dragons

“What do you love about music?” “To begin with… everything.” *** Sometimes, what starts as a wonderful adventure- turns into something so much more than you could have ever planned. Dave and I were nearing our anniversary and to celebrate our year together, I knew it would be only appropriate to surprise him with tickets…

Buffalove – Niagara Falls

“Wait… you met in Virginia… but neither of you are from Virginia? You were there for a concert? Oh, but you’re both from Minneapolis? No, he’s from New York? But you live in San Diego?” The conversion goes round and round until finally we just laugh, exhale and explain it’s a long story. Long story…

Best of the West: Oregon to California

Rise and shine! Outside the drawn hotel curtains, I could hear the birds talking to one another and letting everyone else know; it was time for a new day. The sun was barely peeking in as the clouds blocked most of her light. Inside our room it was quiet, dark and cold. I was awake…

Morning S’Mores.

Pat, pat, pat- I could hear the rain falling from the sky and hitting our tent ever so softy. Barely opening my eyes, I could feel the tangle of bodies, sleeping bags and packs that were covering the floor of the small tent. The gentle hum of Kathleen’s faint breathing kept beat with the rain…