My last weekend of the summer is effectively over. It's September again and although it has always been one of my favorite months, summer is and forever will be my favorite season.
It felt only appropriate to wrap up my summer with one last stay in Los Angeles. The City of Angels won't be calling me again for a while so until then, adios California. You've been good to me these past few months between the Pacific Coast Highway road trip, a spur-of-the-moment getaway to San Diego, and the Yellow Conference.
Palm trees, sea salt air, and LAX aside, this summer I decided to prioritize weekend adventures over everything else. More often than not adventure won the battles over choosing sleep and sanity but I wouldn't trade it for anything. This summer I've averaged at least one big Pacific Northwest hike per week, caught up with old friends, meet lots of new friends, drove along the Pacific Coast Highway from San Francisco to Los Angeles, camped in Big Sur and at the Oregon Coast, went real rock climbing for the first time, impulse-bought a hammock, stayed up late to watch the stars, and woke up early to watch the sunrise.
These days it's so easy to waste our free time staring at all of the screens surrounding us. The hours turn into days that turn into weeks and before long, all that you've gained is a pair of bloodshot eyes and your healthiest relationship is the one with Netflix.
Out of all of the things I've learned this summer, I've rediscovered getting back to the basics. If you step outside, put down the phone, look people in the eye and say "yes" to the crazy ideas then you'll find that life will keep opening up around you.
Summer, it's been real. Now let's see what Fall has in store.