I don’t know why, I can’t explain it, but I feel at home in southern California. We should just move here already…
We were driving south from Northern California en route to Palm Springs, so a pit stop in LA was mandatory.
Palm Springs holds a special place in mine and Jeremy’s hearts. It was the last stop we made right before we left the United States for Fiji and our life of full time travel. Back then, we disappeared into the palm trees and talked non-stop about what was coming. So being back again together was very special for both of us.
And while it’s turning into fall in several parts of the country, it’s still full on summer in Palm Springs. (Honestly, I’m not sure if the bougainvillea ever isn’t blooming?)
One of the most notable things about Palm Springs is how colorful it is. The Saguaro hotel is one of the best examples of this, and a great place to go if you want to lounge under the rainbow.
Funny enough, we finally took a little drive by That Pink Door. It’s a Palm Springs staple, but I’d never seen it for myself! Isn’t she cute?!
And finally, as the sun set over our last night, ending our weeks of travel through California, I was reminded how lucky Jeremy and I are to be living the life we love. The first time we were in Palm Springs together, we were on the cusp of an enormous life change. And this time, we were 3 years in and having the time of our lives.
I have a feeling Palm Springs will be one of those places we’ll keep coming back to time and time again, with only the fondest of memories.
The large scale art installation, set in the middle of the Nevada desert, is by Swiss artist Ugo Rondinone and features colorful boulders stacked 25 feet high. It was VERY cool to see nothingness, then out of nowhere, neon rocks against the bare landscape.
I’d wanted to see Seven Magic Mountains for awhile now, and it was worth it. The installation will only stand until May 2018, so see it while you can!