Boston, Bri is Back!

The end of my trip was quite the whirlwind! On Wednesday, I traveled to the Bay Area to have lunch with a friend from elementary school and her mom. It was so much fun to catch up. After having lunch, my mom and I took the BART into San Francisco to explore. We walked to Coit Tower, up Lombard Street, Fort Mason, a pier behind Ghirardelli, Fisherman's Wharf, and Pier 39. We had quite the walk that afternoon and definitely worked off what we had ate at lunch! After our San Francisco adventure, we hopped on the BART and traveled back to Pleasanton to make our way back home. Needless to say, we were quite tired by the time we arrived at the house.

Thursday, I went antiquing with my mom. We didn't really find anything we wanted to take home with us, but I love to look at everything. After lunch, I received my first massage. It was ah.mah.zing. I almost fell asleep at a couple of points, it was very soothing. The rest of the afternoon was spent at Hobby Lobby and China Alley, drinking the most delicious tea. That evening, we headed to Ryan's Place {{ my favorite restaurant }} for dinner. It was just as delicious as I had remembered it!

Friday was a travel day. We went to Thousand Oaks to visit my sister. By the time we arrived, it was perfect timing for dinner. We picked her up then drove straight to Red Lobster. After dinner, we attended her band recital - which was really amazing. We spent the night together, before heading to the coast the next day.

Driving down the 101 was a little hectic at first as there was a lot of traffic, but once it opened up, the drive was beautiful. We made it to Arroyo Grande in the afternoon, where the weather was absolutely gorgeous. I have family in the area, so I saw them before we took off to grab a bite to eat. We ended our Saturday with a little stroll on the beach as we watched the sunset disappear.

Sunday was the longest travel day of my life. Ten plus hours was spent flying from Point A to Point B. When I arrived in Salt Lake City, it was 20 degrees. When I arrived in Detroit, there was snow on the ground and it was 30 degrees. When I arrived in Boston, it was 40 degrees and raining. My first thought was: take me back to the warmth!

Regardless, I had a great time in my home state and was happy to see as many people as I could. After a couple days of being back in Boston, I'm slowly starting to adjust to the time change and getting back in the swing of things.