aka: Coastal Love, pt. 1
*June 14 & 15, 2013*
**All italic quotes are taken directly from journal entries, which were added just prior to posting**
Upon waking up in Crescent City, CA, grateful to have my car troubles in the past, I decided I was ready to leave California. California has always been kind of like a backyard to me, born in San Diego and living in Reno, it was never too far to get to the Golden State. Until this trip, I had never really spent time in northern California, so I was happy to for the chance, but decided that although the characteristics associated with living in California (such as the high cost of living, large populations, etc), may be mitigated in the north, they were still present. It’s a beautiful land, filled with easy-going hippies, and while it’s a great place to visit, I wasn’t feeling the calling to stay there much longer.
Trusting my gut has been a big theme in this trip; from the moment I started considering it, I needed to find my own confidence and certainty, despite any naysayers I would encounter. Throughout the trip, my plans have been consistently changing; being able to trust my intuition, and the little voice in my heart that sings when I’m in the right place and goes mute in the wrong ones, has been a challenge to consistently listen to and follow. But on this lovely morning, there was no hesitation; I packed up camp and headed into Oregon.
Stories from the road-trip that inspired moving to the PNW, and other travel adventures.