September 2, 2013
Or that unidentified blob that floats around in a lava lamp.
That was my summer.
We thought we were going to move this summer. Find a new adventure, have a new beginning somewhere else. But instead we stayed, and stayed. And we didn’t plan a trip anywhere. To make our summer more memorable, and less blahhhh, we decided to quickly pack up our people and pug and go to Santa Barbara.
But because staying in hotels is for chumps, we stayed in an Airstream.
For those taking notes, it was called the Santa Barbara Auto Camp, and they have five redesigned and restored Airstreams. Ours was the most “original” with this birch wood cabinets and rose pink bathroom.
The bathroom looked just like my grandma’s. But what really set it apart was the Airstream was stocked with Malin+Goetz toiletries, while grandma’s just has Breck extra hold hairspray.
We stopped at Figueroa Mountain Brewery.
The Santa Barbara Mission
And then the beach again.
Here’s our only photo with all of us, and hey, look at us, we’re all wearing backpacks!
I’m pretty sure the kids had a good time.
Zoey had a good time.
We had a good time.