this weekend, kbl and i grabbed a (hybrid) zip car, threw a change of clothes and some snacks in the back - and headed up into the sierra nevadas for a weekend getaway to lake tahoe.
the drive up was some serious beauty. unfortunately for keith, i alternated between these 2 phrases: ”wowww, look at that view!” & “WHAT ARE YOU DOING! DON’T TAKE YOUR EYES OF THE ROAD!!!!” (major switchbacks+major dropoff = major backseat driver.)
(side note: the sheer delight in his face is not from the view- but from stepping out of the car to see me with my yoga pants tucked into my thick socks. high altitudes will do crazy things to your mind.)
in 3.5 hours we felt worlds away from san francisco, as we shook hands with a fake mark twain and stepped aboard the m.s. dixie II for a tour of the emerald bay.
it was both beautiful and cold. we were happy to have hats. we were happy to have m.s. dixie II’s new england clam chowder bread bowl.
keith’s body reacted naturally to his new environment and he sprouted a fuzzy warm stash to keep his lip warm.
our hotel was incredible- details to come. we had a relaxing weekend and loved every second of it. we even loved the rainy seconds, but to be honest, they encouraged an early return to san francisco. or so we thought.
it had been rainy and partially snowy all day, but once we we got through south lake tahoe we got stopped in a line of traffic being turned around to put chains on their tires. ”eh we won’t have to chain this rental car” we thought. ”they’ll make an exception for us since we’re just visitors” we thought. ”this car is a hybrid, they’ll appreciate our concern for the envinroment and let us through anyway” we thought.
we thought wrong.
we had to suck it up and buy the chains with the 50 other tourists in the chevron forking out their hard earned cash for a bag o’ chains. who knew?
after deciding that all we could do was suck it up and move forward (and with some encouraging advice from my dad- thanks da) we slapped those suckers on our little hybrid wheels and headed for the hills- quite literally.
he’s the cutest chain guy i ever did see.
after a dark and snowy, dark and rainy, dark and foggy drive- i told kbl that for all his hard work he could have whatever he wanted when we got home. he requested cornbread. simple pleasures.
we hit a trader joe’s to get the goods for homeboy’s cornbread, and still made it home in time to get our little hybrid safe and sound in its parking lot before it turned into a pumpkin and charged us a $50 late fee.
tahoe, we’ll be back. -gh
p.s. would anyone like to buy some hardly used chain’s for their honda insight?
p.s.s. 30x30 challenge: Day 1