Palm Springs: the land of retired golfers, insane heat and a few high schools that look like shopping malls.
I’d be lying if I said that summed everything up. Palm Springs is a beautiful oasis built in the middle of a dessert. It’s surrounded by mountains that look like they’ve blown in during a sandstorm in the night, their dimension is so extreme you get the feeling you could reach out and touch them when you’re driving past. They sort of remind me of the drippy sand castles you make when the tide has left small pools of soaked ready-to-be-drizzled-into-Cinderella-castle-peaks sand. My one request during my trip to Palm Springs was a trip to Joshua tree. SO WORTH IT.
Rows and rows of the Dr. Seuss-esque trees made me feel like I was in another world altogether. Pair those with massive rocks and you’ve got a landscape dreams are made of. My two brothers, sister and I climbed to the top of huge boulders and looked out over the valley we were in. Seriously unreal. I really love getting to do stuff like this with my little babies (read: brothers and sister) because I don’t get to see them often and it’s awesome to help pass along a love for nature.
Another place I would highly recommend in the area is Woody’s. It’s part of the old downtown and definitely looks it from the outside. My two grandparents, step mom, and three siblings are not huge on exploring new territory and the 30 minute drive from our hotel to the restaurant was expected to lead us to a highly recommended burger/entertainment spot. What we pulled up to looked like a run down diner with 12 stools at a bar (we had been told to make reservations.) From the backseat of the car I put my hands over my face and said, “Oh no…” hoping that once we got inside something iraculous would happen and everyone would enjoy themselves.
“YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. we drive 30 minutes for THIS?!” Was the first thing I heard. All I could do was walk in and hold the door for everyone else. At this glorious moment I realized the amazingness that is Woody’s. In a semi-hidden back area was more tables and a small stage, that night filled by a man and woman + their instruments. They called themselves a quartet because they each played a number of instruments and sang. They were wonderful, I was swaying in my seat the entire time I ate my super spicy jalapeño burger and tater tots. That was my second favorite meal of the trip.
I was sad to leave this place filled with sunny-dessert vibes and surrounded by mountains. But the trip ended with a wonderful flight where I got my own row of seats and watched the sun set over a blanket of pillowy clouds. Successful last trip of the year!
Time to plan the next one 🙂