I've been meaning to share some photos from our trip to Joshua Tree but as you know life happens, images get stuffed in a folder, and I keep smacking my head saying "you should really get this done". Back in April... (yes, it was that long ago), I got hijacked to YVR to meet up with some very dear friends and fly to Palm Springs for my stagette. I had no idea what was in store for me, but the desert awaited and I couldn't have been more excited. There is something truly magical about the desert. All the colours, vegetation, the light; it puts me in a happy place to say the least.
When we landed in Palm Springs we jumped in our rental cars and hit up the Ace Hotel for some preliminary cocktails. I was already in heaven. After our drinks we heading on the HWY towards Yucca Valley where the girls had rented an Airbnb for us all to crash at. We ended up on the back roads scanning thousands of cacti to get to our destination. Once we arrived we were literally surrounded by acres of desert, our own piece of solitude.
Modelo's cracked, sun setting, all of us giddy with discovery, an epic adventure already had begun. That night we drove to the legendary Pappy and Harriet's to watch some live music. This bar is known for musicians showing up unannounced to the public and playing shows. Its this tiny little bar nestled in Pioneer Town which mimics the Old West. We lined up to get in and we already had tickets waiting for us at the bar. Nikki Lane was playing and the place was packed, I decided bourbon and beer was the way to go.
Waking up with a bit of a headache, we made yummy breakfast and laughed about the day before. We enjoyed the property we rented, taking photos and laying in the hammock, vacation had commenced.
Obviously, with a lot of in between moments of ridiculous and innocent fun (as you will note in the photos), we wrangled ourselves to finally explore Joshua Tree National Park. This was a place I had wanted to go to for a very long time. I still would love to go back with a camper van and just howl at the moon. It's paradise... the kind that seems fake. The rocks there form like a scene from the Flintstones, although I can't imagine wearing bare feet there, too many cacti.
All I can really say is how fulfilling it was to even just explore the tip of this park. You could drive around for hours, hike for days, but even just for the brief time we were there it rose to the top rankings of my favourite places to visit.
Thank you to Alanna and Chantelle for arranging this unforgettable experience and thank you my two Leah's and Jules for flying out and dancing amongst the stars with me.
California, you are simply sexy.