Travel: Palm Springs, CA

Sarah is one of my many beautiful friends who is both adventurous and has an incredible sense of humor ( edit: willingness to look silly in public) She was with me when I began my pursuit of day-trips in September of 2011... See much of the evidence below. ( This will be brought up again in a future post) 

On January 1st, I woke up in Brooklyn after my first New Years Eve in NYC ( No big deal, i didn't watch the ball drop - I did however join in a bluegrass Hootenanny... SP?) and immediatly thought of Sarah. I missed her. I texted her- let's go on an adventure, I have never been to the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs, and just like that she said Let's book it. For this week. God She's the best. We are now planning one trip a month - just to keep the flame burning you know?

So I did, and we did. We picked a theme for the trip " Beverly Hills Hippies ". Which was exactly what it sounded like. Feather earrings from Forever 21 and diamond necklaces. Hair spray and cowboy boots. We lived it up. We fully believe that theming your trips, makes it funnier. 

You know you've made it to Palm Springs when you see the wind mills. 

First of all, the Ace hotel is a pinterest dream world. It is honestly so Hip - its alarming. Honestly, GO. DROP EVERYTHING AND GO. It isn't even crazy expensive. And they don't have mini bottles of booze in the rooms. THEY HAVE GIANT BOTTLES. so there is that... below is a photo of our room. It looks like it was designed by urban outfitters. ugh i love it. ignore the pile of clothes on the bed, i was being super indecisive. 

Out at the pool area, a DJ spun, beautiful people laid out - and I ordered the fish tacos. I'm not going to post pool photos because, well... my boobs dont fit into any bikinis these days and my super mommish one pieces arent really blog-worthy. But back to the tacos. I love them. I highly recommend them. I also had some fruity drink but I won't get too into that because my taste in alcohol is adolescent, girly, and down right embarrasseing. I decided to get a "pool-side" Massage for an hour at the mere rate of $89 , not bad! It was done in a yurt just off the pool deck. I asked if Sarah could come into the massage yurt if I got bored, and apparently this gave the massage therapist the impression we were gay lovers. 

I say this because, upon asking for her advice on where to go out that night, she insisted we would LOVE toucans. We were surprised upon arrival to read at the door " Palm Springs Premiere Gay Club".... we said eff it. Ordered some red-bull vodkas and proceeded to have dance offs with men in thongs. It was quite an evening. A lil too much Lady Gaga, but great. We got a lot of " OMG! You guys are the cutest lesbians ever!" So that felt nice. 

Back Tracking.... We ate dinner at King's Highway, which is at the Ace Hotel and is an old converted Denny's. Again with the hipness. We both wore high-buttoned blouses and leather jackets. Further encouraging those around us we were indeed a couple. I ordered the fish tacos again, because hey I was on a roll, why stop. 

While waiting for a table there is a photo booth in the lobby. We did it twice because, ITS A FRIGGEN PHOTO BOOTH. and were Beverly Hills Hippies. It's an excuse to take mad selfies.

 


The next day, after getting coffee and sleeping off our Toucan's dance-extravaganze, we headed into Joshua Tree National Park. An ultimate favorite for both Sarah and myself. We did the dry damn basin as well as Key View before heading out. We drove past the integretron which unfortunately was closed for a private event and did some LEGIT off-roading to see Giant Rock, which is just as you would imagine, One GIANT ROCK. It's so coo. We did lot's of hippy things. I started a fire and kept it running by burning a box of Period Pads and a pair of granny panties. I am sure that isn't eco-friendly and i SERIOUSLY apologize to mother nature and all but I guess it was pay back to her for even giving me a period. I don't know, is that fair? I think it is. 

I danced around a lot because i use to be dancy and i like to take advantage of any chance to prove I still can do the splits. 

 We went to this thing called Noah's Puliofy. Or something like that. It is a self-guided 10-acre modern art exhibit. It is so weird. Incredibly beautiful but SO WEIRD. Deep. but weird. I dont know it felt a little horror film-ish to me. But i was dressed like a bevery hills hippy and Sarah was like peeing in the desert and I just wasn't in the right state of mind to be all super deep and artsy ok. SORRY IM NOT SORRY.. . But all in all, I say you should go there one day. It served for some super cool instagrams. And it's free, so like, go. 

 And then the sun set, and we stopped for chipotle. and made it back. this is all 2 hours from LA so it is an amazing one night weekend trip if you live in El-Lay. Or even if you live in the valley and tell people you are from LA. 

P.s. in this sunset photo you can se my tiny car in the left middle. I love my car. It's a dodge nitro, if you hate your car, burn it and go by a nitro and then youll be happier.