Hey, would you look at that?
It’s been almost a month almost TWO months since I went out to California (and about a month since I started writing this post) and I have yet to post anything about it. Awesome.
(But in my defense, I’ve been busy. The site I’ve been working on nonstop, Vetstreet.com, has launched! You should check it out! And I’ve been doing lots of work with Clever Girls Collective, and writing for Fit Bottomed Girls and Zootoo. And I’ve been traveling a BUNCH. Also, we started obedience classes with Hollie. And I’m still trying to train for a triathlon in a few weeks. Yep. Busy.)
Still, better late than never, right? So, I thought I’d share a few lessons learned during my trip out to Cali.
- When flying out of a very small airport, schedule an early flight. I was scheduled to leave Gainesville at, like, 1 p.m. We ended up actually getting wheels up closer to 7, after many hours waiting, five delays, and 30 minutes sitting on the plane on the runway (during which the woman across the aisle from me called the airline attendant to request a barf bag and some water, so, yes, when you start thinking, “Could this get worse?” YES, it could).
- First class is all that and more. And as many bags of chips as you want. No, I’m not suddenly a baller who springs for fancy upgrades. For my much-later-than-originally-planned connecting flight out of Atlanta to San Diego, I was given a first class seat — it was a full flight and I got crazy lucky. And, you guys. YOU GUYS. Did you know that they not only pour you a pre-flight drink of choice (I went with Chardonnay, obviously), but they just … keep … pouring. Like, the whole flight, the attendant kept coming over to me and asking if I’d like my glass topped off. Who am I to say no? I had no driving to do, and it was already way past my bedtime, plus I’d had a pretty rough day. I always just assumed you got a bigger seat and some crappy food, but that’s not true at all. You get a very big seat with lots of room, and there was a pillow, blanket, and bottle of water waiting for me when I got there. The food was actually really good, and if it hadn’t been, I could have had as many snacks as I want. That’s right. As many as I want.
I need more excuses to wear glitter eyeliner and false eyelashes. Also, short skirts and killer heels.
- If you want to meet people at an event, put it out there. In this case, it was a blogging conference, and I know a lot of people get very nervous about telling someone they only know on Twitter that they’d like to meet up. But, when you put it out there, it generally happens, and, in my experience, it’s completely awesome. I had made up my mind that I wasn’t leaving California without meeting Leah from agirlandaboy (and Nice Things Now) and Wendi Aarons. I was a little anxious about both because, well, let’s be honest — they’re both way cooler than I am. (No, seriously. I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s all true.) It turned out, though, that for some reason they were both excited to meet me, too, and oh, the hugging and the laughing and the drinking and the subsequent “ZOMG so glad we finally met” tweeting … it was really, really great. Truly. So, you know, put yourself out there. Just do it.
- California is ridiculously beautiful. I drove up to Corona del Mar and, well, this wasn’t news to me, but man, it’s pretty. The drive was pretty (despite the terrible traffic), the houses were pretty, and when I got to go for a run along the beach with my friend Nilo, I mean, I think even my sweat was pretty by proxy.
I need more horses in my life. I visited my aunt, who has a few horses, and you guys. You know the feeling when a horse rests his massive head on your shoulder and you can feel the warm breath from his nostrils move your hair? That, my friends, will cure what ails you. No doubt in my mind.
- I’m probably going to move there. Not right away, and maybe not for a lot of years. But it’s always felt like a place I belonged, and every time I go, I feel that more acutely. Do you guys ever get that way about a place? It just feels right. So, one day, Cali, one day.
I’m sure I came away with loads more lessons that I intended to share, but, well, since going to California for BlogHer, I’ve been to Las Vegas, Michigan, and am currently doing laundry so I can head out to St. Louis and Kansas City within the next week. My brain is shot. Or shit, which is how I initially typed it. But, bottom line, I promise you I’m still here and will bring back the funny in no time.