It all started early Friday morning when I got up at 5:30, ran around the house in panic mode for 30 minutes, and then left my sweet husband and my two adorable pups behind to battle the toll road, off-site parking, freezing cold temperatures and buses that come with traveling through Denver International Airport. Oh, and the security lines. Let’s not forget about those glorious things.
Want to know a story? Of something you shouldn’t do when traveling? You shouldn’t use your family with two small children to cut in line in front of a million other people who, I don’t know, may just be in a hurry. You shouldn’t then try to loudly make conversation about how you’ve only traveled on a plane once before and don’t know how the security line works. Please note that I’m not mocking people who haven’t traveled before…it’s just no one in a security line wants to hear that right after you’ve cut in front of them.
The next “what not to do” is this: do not forget to take out your liquids and do not leave the scrapple that a) you really shouldn’t be bringing on the airplane in the first place and b) kind of grosses me out in your bag only to hold up the security line for another 15 minutes. And then don’t expect to get pleasant looks from others.
I don’t know anyone that this has happened to per se but I can imagine that I’d be extremely frustrated if it did. Just saying.
However frustrating the airport was though, I really had a great easy plane ride to San Francisco and had a blast the entire time with my roommate Kellie. Y’all, if you’re not reading her blog then you should and that’s just that.
The conference was a blast, the food was great, the weather could not have been more perfect. I can no longer really feel my feet after practically walking a full marathon this weekend, but whatever. Small price to pay, right? I mean who needs feet these days anyway. Really.
I ate my weight in food pretty much every day and traipsed across the city like I’ve lived there my whole life. I took in the scenery and the action of the city the way that I remember doing when we would come up with my family every summer. I breathed in the ocean air, the cool rain, and the sounds like it was second nature. I loved it and the only thing that would have made it better is Nate. Because he just always makes things better.
There’s something about being by the ocean that just quiets my soul. I feel like it can be hard to stay calm these days with preparing for a baby, the busy season at work, the stress that Nate deals with and the lack of sunshine (literally…fall back might be nice for that one day you get an extra hour of sleep, but the next few months are kind of sad and dreary). Being by the ocean, whether I’m in it or just by it, makes me feel settled and calm. I like that.
And the food? Yeah, I knew it would be good. I ate a lot of it, spent probably too much money on it, and would have eaten and spent more if only I had room in my stomach. Everything just tasted so fresh and just so lovingly created. You know the food is good when you can taste the love that went into it, and boy did I ever taste the love!
As far as blogging goes, I have to say that I left the conference inspired and with some things that I’m chewing on for the next few weeks. I love being challenged by meeting up with other amazing food-lovers, writers, photographers and creators in general. Not to mention I like leaving things with about 50 million more friends. That’s always a fun thing right?