At the tail end of our month long trip in California, I thought it’d be fun to relax at a resort and enjoy the nice weather for a few days. Our Palm Springs resort was as colourful and funky as it looked online and the check in was not bad. They’d put us in a room with a better view than I’d booked, I think, and we got settled in for the first night there. The next day was back to work for me bright and early, and while I’d hoped the boys would be able to play and swim, it was pretty drizzly so they mostly watched TV and ordered room service, which isn’t so bad. I was determined to get in the pool at the end of my work day though, and the water felt pretty warm against the cool, late afternoon air.
We played a little bocce ball, letting J toss the balls towards each other, and then crossed the street in front of our hotel in search of food. We settled on a place with a good happy hour deal and split a bunch of appetizers. I loved watched J eat a slider – sized exactly right for his hands, and carefully dip a celery stick into the ketchup pot, lick it off, and go back in for more.
The night sky kept raining and we were chilly and damp when we got back, but it’s hard to complain when the weather has been more or less perfect for the last few weeks.
Our second day in Palm Springs was more of the same, but less cloudy. We could actually see snow on the mountaintops now that they weren’t covered with a dusting of fog, and it made me feel extra grateful for being able to wear shoes without socks and feel the warm sun on my face.
I worked and the boys played, and with the balcony door open I could catch sounds from time to time of their great time – they rolled the beach ball around in the grass, said Hi to a long line of ants, smelled flowers, climbed steps – the usual. I just love how willing J is to explore and entertain himself outside without tons of toys. For my part, I swung the computer around during a conference call so my colleague back in Toronto could enjoy the view while stuck in the snow (pretty nice of me, huh?)
Getting off at 2pm was perfect post-nap timing, so we headed back to the pool and enjoyed getting in there, or the hot tub. J spent a good long while with a pool noodle pretending to vacuum everything.
We weren’t sure how to spend our last day in Palm Springs. We didn’t really have a plan beyond get to LA somehow, at some point. I had a notion in my head after seeing a few billboards the we could do some outlet shopping, possibly during a stroller nap, but with the dollar being so bad right now I decided any deals we found wouldn’t be much different than prices at home.
I wasn’t even sure of the best way, and when I asked for suggestions at the desk I came away confused about how easy it’d be to take the bus or train. I did have a promo code for a free car upgrade, so I priced it out and found it to be $11 more than the bus, plus gas, but I knew it’d be easier (and safer, with a car seat). The first shuttle to the airport car rental area was 1pm and so the front desk was nice enough to extend our check out til then. So once our plan was made, we went out for a leisurely walk to Coco’s bakery for breakfast. I had the crazy Nutella crepes and we enjoyed the awesome view.
Then, a last swim and some pool playtime. We relished the sun’s rays and luckily it was the best weather we’d had so far.
Once we rented a car, I’m glad we ended up driving too – the scenery was pretty stunning as it went from desert to green sloping hills, with small but well kept houses in view behind stone walls lined with fuchsia flowers and trailing vines. We split a cream soda that was vanllia-ish and delish, taking in the looming mountains, speckled with rocks and a few capped with snow, soaring palm trees lining the streets and then the bustle of the city highways. Once we arrived we dropped out luggage off, dropped the car, and took a long walk back to the hotel, watching the sun set on our final day in California. Luckily for us, the hotel had a sushi bar and we realized we hadn’t sampled California rolls yet! So sushi it was (a fresh pasta for J) to cap the night off.
Our flight home went went and I thanked my lucky stars that J was still a happy-go-lucky traveller, secure enough in his routine to nap when it was time, even if it was on my lap, and things like snacks and books, wearing headphones and toys kept him fairly well entertained. Although it was a fun trip, lots of new sights, sounds and memories I’ll treasure forever, I also was glad to get home, unpack and sort life out as normal again.
So that is that, until the next adventure.