We would like to first and foremost admit that we are indeed taking a bit of a hiatus from our hiatus. Before departing Michigan, we had made plans to meet Hannah's mother in Napa, CA, and after twelve days of meeting unfamiliar faces and learning more than we could ever imagine, we are now blessed with a bit of familiarity and comfort. While driving from Lake Tahoe to Napa Valley, the temperature dramatically increased (41 to 82 degrees), which put a huge smile on Hannah's face and had Blake feeling a bit vulnerable as he did not bring sunscreen for the deceivingly strong rays. Nonetheless, we are here and taking full advantage of the beauty California has to offer.
One month ago today, this idea of postgraditude was born. Bringing the atlas to Hannah's mom, we began to create a rough outline of what we were trying to accomplish and where we intended to go. Who would have thought we would be here today, biking around the vineyards in the dry heat, exploring a place we had never been with someone who sparked our original excitement and supported us from the very beginning. Looking back, we realize how blessed we are to have family & friends who accepted our idea to take a chance at an adventure like this.
Today, we find graditude in sharing stories with a familiar face over a glass of Chardonnay, switching out our hiking boots for hotel slippers (if just for a day), and looking back on 3,500 miles of memories.
One month ago today, this idea of postgraditude was born. Bringing the atlas to Hannah's mom, we began to create a rough outline of what we were trying to accomplish and where we intended to go. Who would have thought we would be here today, biking around the vineyards in the dry heat, exploring a place we had never been with someone who sparked our original excitement and supported us from the very beginning. Looking back, we realize how blessed we are to have family & friends who accepted our idea to take a chance at an adventure like this.
Today, we find graditude in sharing stories with a familiar face over a glass of Chardonnay, switching out our hiking boots for hotel slippers (if just for a day), and looking back on 3,500 miles of memories.