Treat yo self

I am peacefully lost in the sound of relaxing music, nestled in warm blankets, happy to be unwinding and not thinking about anything when a small, nervous voice breaks my cozy atmosphere:

“I think you’re breaking out in hives.”

These are words you never want to hear, but are especially bad coming from your masseuse.

A masseuse who has just rubbed a now suspect oil over your entire body.

But let’s rewind a little bit. As you may have guessed massages and freak allergic reactions are not a part of my daily routine. No, this began when two friends and I piled into the car after work on a Friday afternoon and headed out on a girls getaway [a treat yo self trip if you will] to Telluride, Colorado.

We were prepared with a full tank of gas, snacks, music, hotel reservations, plans, and directions. This was not our first trip. We felt we knew what we were doing.

Until we missed our turn off, putting us off course by an hour or two. In the middle of the night. On an unfamiliar road.

The next morning we also discovered almost all the places we’d written down to eat at or visit… closed for off season.

We typed new destinations into the phone gps, only to have it take us to an old location on the wrong side of town.

Then we went to our planned hike … to find the road unaccessible for our little car. So, it became a longer, steeper hike.

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Sometimes mountains are intimidating.

Which became a slower hike, after I fell and sprained my ankle.

The same swollen ankle that soon became in danger of hives.

On paper it looks like a serious of unfortunate events. In reality it was anything but.

Those two unplanned driving hours were filled with great conversation, the kind of talk and laughter that only happens when you are stuck in a car for hours upon hours. When we did arrive to our hotel in the late am, the front desk guy was beyond nice, our room inviting, and our beds soft.

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The seating area in our room. It’s hard to tell, but there was a lovely fireplace for us to sit by.

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This was the view from the hotel balcony. There is a little river running just under these trees.

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The next morning our wandering lead us to some wonderful food including this cinnamon roll from Maggie’s Bakery and Cafe. While we ate funny signs and a little cookie jar collection [only some for sale] kept us entertained.

 Another guy at the hotel gave us new off season friendly recommendations and all our misdirection gave us ample time to absorb the town and discover street art and unusual graffiti, all while filming a mock horror film [it was the week before halloween so we were trying to get in the spirit of things!].

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I very much loved this plastic street art.

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Brainwashing.

 

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I’ll save you the squint. It says “Save the World, Ban the Press [Predt?], Free the Hugs, Keep the Peace.”

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“Where ignorance is our master, there is no possibility of real peace.” This may have to be my new mantra actually. So relevant to life lately.

Our extended hike? The bark was worse than the bite, if you will. The hardest part was not knowing how long the road was, but the view at the end was worth it.

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Bridal Veil Falls, Telluride [Not Utah]

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This is me trying to figure out the new macro lense I got for my iphone. haha.

 A little rock moss for you. up close and personal thanks to more macro lense experiments.

A little rock moss for you. up close and personal thanks to more macro lense experiments.

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Rocks and water at the base of the falls.

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One last one of the falls. I think our original hike plan would have taken us to the top of the falls? Regardless we were happy with where we ended up.

My ankle, though swollen and bruised, did not stop me from enjoying a steam room,a hot tub under the stars, and scary movies and pizza in our hotel room.

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Garlic knots and pizza from Brown Dog Pizza. Forgive the blur and trust it was delicious. They even gave us diet coke to go [so best friends for life?]. Also, there was in fact, a dog, only he was tied up outside the place waiting for someone.

Oh, and that massage? Those mystery hives? Still a little bit of a mystery [we’re blaming the sesame seed components], but easily remedied with a quick shower and a switch of treatments [that nervous voice was also a bit dramatic; no medical intervention was necessary].

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This is me playing with my new iphone color filter thing. It looks like a multi-color slide you put in front of your lense. Basically I’ve been really into photojojo lately. I bought their starter kit for iphonography and it’s been really fun.

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More of the falls.

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That tiny town in the distance is Telluride! There were a few more hikes and stops on this trip, so I’ll have to do a part 2.

All surprises and minor calamities aside, it would be ungrateful and completely missing the mark to say our trip was anything but a wonderful adventure. The best laid plans never did make the best stories and I am appreciative to be in a window of life where I can have the total luxury of purely-for-fun vacations, see the gorgeous scenery of the country I live in, and enjoy the company of great friends.

Currently: getting ready for the little sister’s big day!! I can’t believe the wedding is almost here.

Come Fly With Me

I am no stranger to air travel. In fact, I just got back from a quick trip to Texas [Post to come!]. On this last trip I’ve noticed airlines are becoming very a la carte. Want to pick a seat? $$ Checked bag? $$ Carry on? Even more $$$. I have no interest in shelling out for “stretch room” or overpriced soft drinks, but here are some airline features I would consider paying for:

Introvert Seating Section

This would be the Switzerland of assigned seating. A neutral ground where small talk is not needed. No one would be mean, of course, but we would all simply agree to dispense with some societal conventions and indulge our self-isolating tendencies. No one would be under obligation to get to know their neighbor, exchange life stories, attempt to discover a common interest, or look at vacation photos. I admit, sometimes conversation with a stranger can be really interesting, insightful even. But sometimes I’m really tired, on my millionth layover, and every word you speak is sucking the life straight from my soul, and I need to sleep ok?

Note: It might also be helpful for this section to have a rule about not interrupting people while reading. Maybe people who are not into reading do not get this, but if I am reading a novel and there is oh, about 40 pages left, I am not in a talking place. It’s nothing personal, but things are about to get real. I need to be alone with my fictional obsession as this plays out.

Chair Recline /Chair Recline Veto

You pay $5.00 to recline your chair.* I pay $10.00 to stop that madness. I’m working with recycled air and no leg room as it is.

*Face it they are going to start charging for this before we know it.

Massage Chair

Because. Massages.

Soundproof Headphone Rental

You know those really expensive Brookstone ones that you never buy? I want to rent them for like 2 hours only and for no more than $4.00.

Reading Enjoyment Guarantee/Book Whisperer

I feel people are easily bamboozled by the over selection of books in those airport newsstands. It’s too easy to pick something marketed to look good, but actually not what you were in the mood for at all. If I pay those ridiculous book store prices, I want a guarantee. So my idea is this: someone should wander the airport terminals and help people make reading choices.

This person would just grab the offending book out of your hand [Obvious apathy all over your face] and say “I see you are reading a popular, supernatural teen novel there and not enjoying it.” Then they would give you a knowing look [possibly a wink?] and say “Try this.” Then they hand you a book of a similar genre [no judgments there], but higher quality. After one page you are immediately impressed and want to form a life friendship with this wise book guru, but it’s too late as they’ve already disappeared into the night, er, rather the food court line.

Compatible Personality Seating

Ever sit down on a plane and actually have a strikingly handsome, age appropriate guy sit next to you? Then have him look deep into your eyes and say “ Would you mind switching seats with my girlfriend?” We’ve all been there. Now, I’m not into the idea of being set up on a airplane blind date [Shudder]. However, I do like the idea of someone having a job where they try to match up single flyers without their knowledge, based on compatibility, be it romantic or platonic. I would love doing this job. They’d only need to add a few extra lines to the airline ticket purchase process. I would suggest the following questionnaire/ personality test:

  1. Single [and looking for love]?
  2. Single [and looking to vent breakup gossip with a stranger]?
  3. Favorite music genre?
  4. Favorite book?
  5. First screenname/email/social media handle?
  6. Last Netflix marathon?

I would not allow any more personality analysis questions as I would also want this to be a challenge for the arranger. This person would be part matchmaker, part detective. I now realize this may be a reality show I am subconsciously workshopping. Oh my gosh, let’s call it “Meet Cute.”

Airlines everywhere I anxiously await your implementation of these ideas. Also, while I have your attention, I’d appreciate if someone did something about the deplorable state of the McDonalds in the Denver airport [Near the Frontier gates].

Currently: Getting back in to “real” post travel life [booo] and celebrating my sister’s engagement [yay!!!!]

Wyoming, My New Favorite Alien Planet

While in Yellowstone, I especially loved looking at the hot pools. The bacteria mats (ew, right?) created these other wordly colors and designs.

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The reds and yellows were more vivid in person. It reminds me of a 70s psychedelic pattern.

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Love these ripples.

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Isn’t the cloud reflection on this one great?

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This one I think was called the mud pots or something like that.

This one I think was called the mud pots or something like that.

The water was so blue in some of them that they almost looked like beach water. A couple of these beach blue ones had steam coming off of them which only further reminded me of some misty fog beach scenes I saw last summer in California.

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Oh and did I mention we went by Jackson lake on our drive back?

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The rest of trip was gone in a blur of antlers and good eats [Persephone Bakery and Pearl Street Market were the favs]. Our last day was mostly driving, but we managed to take a quick trip down the alpine slide before we headed home.

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Fun fact: apparently elk shed their antlers every year so no animals were harmed in the making of this arch.

My vacation read: Where'd You Go Bernadette

My vacation Read: Where’d You Go Bernadette, by Maria Semple.  Someone read this please. I had mixed feelings about it and really want to talk it out [Is it weird that I feel like I need to do this to know how much I actually liked it? haha I just feel indecisive about this. Although I did gobble it up so maybe it’s a good indecisive]. Even if you aren’t a reader you can at least admire the great cover art.

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Our temporary home away from home. We stayed in Teton village actually. Our hostel was pretty basic, but a good place to stay. Although the last night we did have to do some peace negotiations with some loud neighbors.

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The alpine slide.

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#hikingselfie Or was this on the Jenny lake boat?

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More Jackson wildlife.

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Another view of Yellowstone.

It was truly a pleasure Jackson [and Wyoming in general]. Let’s do it again sometime.

Currently: proud of my successful attempt at slow cooker jambalaya