I last left you all with tales of my and Harrison’s trip to Lithuania, where we spent three wonderful days exploring the country before returning to Israel.
You all know I don’t rest on my laurels for long though, as immediately after I got home from Israel my friend Carlos came for a visit. (I mean literally the next day. We suffered from jet lag together). We met in Scotland during our Arabic Programme and I haven’t gotten rid of him since.
Carlos was in the US for a total of three weeks, two of which were with me (yay!) and I made the most of it by showing him all around California.
What did this mean? Well our itinerary looked a little something like this:
Yucaipa -> Las Vegas -> Ventura -> Pismo Beach -> Monterey -> Santa Clara -> Los Angeles
While we certainly kept busy, the slow pace of our travel meant nothing felt too rushed, and we spent quite a lot of time wandering around exploring the culture (and by that I mean food. All of it. Everywhere).
Does anyone want to know what I did for New Year’s?
Let me tell you anyway!
A couple months ago, I planned a nice three day trip with my grandparents (and PJ) out to Lake Tahoe for New Year’s Eve, to thank them for watching my dogs while I gallivanted about and subsequently studied in Scotland.
They are now the most spoiled dogs in the world. No really, she buys them deli meat by the pound. By the pound!
But I digress.
Tahoe is known as a really excellent place to spend New Year’s, and prices for hotels raise accordingly. Luckily, I had some Hyatt points stashed away from a return on a trip earlier in the year (do you guys remember the Miraval?), so I splurged on the Hyatt Regency Lake Tahoe, spending a total of 60,000 points and avoiding the crazy holiday pricing.
Unfortunately, both my grandparents were unable to come, buuut PJ did, so we spent the three days hanging out in Tahoe, eating, drinking, and skiing.
Well, PJ skied. I rode the bunny hill once and then almost fell out of the chair lift so I had a beer and called it a day. End it on a positive note, right?
We had a blast. And I most definitely did not throw snowballs at PJ’s head. I swear.
Playing catch-up now, so I’ve got some Christmas photos for you all today. I spent three weeks in California visiting the fam, so I hope you guys are ready for copious amounts of me hanging out with my goober-y family.