And by “adventure” I mean laying by the pool, reading, drinking, and eating for a week. Exactly as planned.
I met my sister in LA and we drove to Palm Springs where we stayed at the ACE Palm Springs because everybody stays at the ACE, right? Since we were there the week before Labor Day, the pool was delightfully quite and empty. Highly recommended.
Everywhere you looked, the view was amazing. The mountains and palm trees didn’t even look real against such the shockingly blue sky.
If you look close (but not too close), you can see me in my preferred vacation spot — reading in the shade next to the pool.
We (read: my sister) received a few special deliveries and I’m never one to turn down poolside bubbles.
Dinner at El Jefe inside The Saguaro Hotel didn’t disappoint. Mexican small plates, combined with our questionable Spanish, lead to us ordering one of everything on the menu (and two of a few things). I recommend the pineapple margarita, bean nachos, and carnitas tacos.
Our parents cruised into town near the end of the week and we had lovely dinners at Melvyn’s and Norma’s. The Parker Palm Springs is amazing and where I foresee us staying the next time we’re in town.
And this picture of my dad is pretty much my favorite from the whole trip.
I also had the brilliant idea to ride the Palm Springs aerial tramway without fully comprehending what riding a tram 8,000 feet up the side of a mountain would entail. Having a five-minute panic attack while crammed into a tram with 50 other people is so much fun.
I should have known things weren’t going to go so well when my mood ring (purchased by my sister in the gift shop, natch) turned black while boarding.
Luckily, the view was amazing and the 70 degree temperatures were a nice break from a week of 110 degree scorchers. And thankfully, the tram ride down was not nearly as terrifying as the ride up, partly because we had the tram to ourselves.