I'm back from California, slightly jet-lagged but still smiling thanks to some quality friend time. Jonah and I headed straight from the airport to In-N-Out Burger, a promising start, then spent one night at the fancy schmancy London Hotel in West Hollywood. It was brief (thanks to a delayed flight) but lovely, continental breakfast, rooftop pool, giant chessboard and all.
We spent the rest of the weekend in a rental house seeing friends who are spread out all across the country these days. We don't see each other often enough, but when we do, it's as if no time at all has passed. We laughed until we cried, practiced our best Californian accents, sang, danced, sat in L.A. traffic, ate lots of chips and guac, watched a meteor shower at 2 in the morning and saw our dear friend Ashley get married. It was one of those trips that makes you think, "Why isn't life always like this?" But I guess the fact that it isn't, is what made it so special.