When I was younger, I had what you could almost call an undying love for airports. I thought they were just magnificent. Magical. You could buy a ticket, go to this place, and at that place, there was gate ways to other places all around the world. And at all of these other places, they also had a variety of places to go. As long as you met the requirements (like not over packing, the liquid rule, etc.,) you could get anywhere you wanted within a matter of time.
Since then, I’ve spent a couple nights in airports, taken more early flights than I care to name, and I’ve learned enough about the different airports around the US to be able to have a halfway ‘decent’ conversation about which ones I like and dislike. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not, but it has changed my view on air travel: it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Or even really worth how much you pay to do it.
Today is kind of different though. I’m actually currently on a plane between Dallas, TX and Los Angeles, CA. Besides LAX, I’ve never been to California. I’m sitting next to my seat partner from this past summer on the road with Spirit of Atlanta, and we’re going to Anaheim, CA for VidCon. (I’m hoping to blog every day in preparation for my Iceland trip this November, but you can read more about that here.) It’s been awhile since I’ve taken a plane for a real vacation that’s more than two days long – in fact, over a year (most recent being the band trip to Hawai’i in April 2013,) so you could say this trip has a different ring to it.
Alright, the day is over. We’ve landed and gotten settled in. I’ve eaten a lot, met people, swam in a pool, layed by a pool, and checked out the convention center at least a little bit. I can tell this is going to be an amazing trip.
We went to In-N-Out Burgers for lunch, after the crazy rush of LA traffic (It’s terrible. The traffic, not lunch.) I’ve never actually seen this place, but I’ve heard/read about it. A lot. It definitely wasn’t anything special, and I kind of feel gross still after eating that burger (I don’t really eat burgers, since I run a lot and all,) but I’m still glad I have that ‘quintissential California experience’ checked off the list.
After lunch, we got all checked in to the convention, obtained our SWAG bags, and headed to the place we’re staying, which is with my friend (Coley)’s family, about twenty minutes from the convention center. We hung around the house and the pool until it was time for dinner, (enchilladas and tacos, home made,) and then we went to this place called BJ’s for dessert. They’re called Pizookis, and it’s a cookie with ice cream slapped on top. Oh my goodness, was it the most perfect thing ever. I still can’t get over how incredible this dessert was, and it was just so simple. Take a look for yourself.
All in all, pretty solid first half-day in California. I’m beyond excited to get hips-deep in VidCon, and I’m equally excited about being able to relax at the beach, soak in some sun, and hopefully finish a book or two on the trip. Either way, I don’t have my running shoes with me, so my toes have some time to heal, my shins can recover, and my feet can relax. Cali-fore-nigh-yay.