so when his family invited us to stay with them in their newport beach timeshare, we were like H TO THE YES. luckily the timing fell on my 26th birthday.
i had a photo shoot monday night, and because we are crazy, we decided to drive the 4 hours to st. george that night, and then finish with 8-ish hours on the road the next day.
as always, things never go as planned. we were going to stay at my grandparents' house in st. george, but their friends had misunderstood where to leave the keys (my grandparents live in IF most of the year.) so when we got to their house at 2:30 in the AM and searched for the keys in the pouring rain with a screaming bebe, ish got a little crazy. we checked into a hotel and remy was pretty confused about why we were sleeping in a scary strange place. finally at 4 AM, we drove to walmart to buy benadryl to drug our boy to sleep. (good thinking trav!)
then next morning found us a bit less than bright eyed and bushy tailed, but we pushed forward. stopped in vegas for lunch and found a random place in the back of a casino that made AMAZING gnocchi.
remy loved vegas. so many things to look at and people to say hi to. even j. depp!
travis get extremely hangry and i was dead set to eat somewhere good in vegas, not just a chain fast food place. i may have made us walk for a good 40 minutes to find somewhere to eat. travis may have gotten fed up with my pickiness. "only a charles." he kept muttering.
after the rest of the 9 hour drive, we were SO READY to get out of the car. we drove straight to the beach. i may have started yelling a lot when the ocean came into view. we spent 15 minutes trying to find parking, and i was getting a little too excited for travis, like standing up in the car and screaming, "LOOK REMY THE BEACH LOOK THE OCEAN!" so travis dropped us off and went to find parking.
i don't know how to explain the way i feel about the ocean. seeing it feels like coming home, every time. like greeting an old friend, your best friend. being there with remy, seeing his excitement, may have brought me to tears.
after watching the sun set, we headed to steve and cheryl's amazing condo and enjoyed a long night's rest. the next morning was my birthday! and we headed to the beach! i didn't get many pictures this day, probably because we were far too busy exploring the beach, finding sea creatures to poke, playing in the water, and building sandcastles. remington is absolutely a beach baby. the ocean was "wooooooahhhhh!" and he loved to wiggle through the sand.
|( thanks for the picture whitney!)|
that night we ate dinner at a delicious italian place on balboa island and i was spoiled with a ridiculously pricey plate of pasta and fresh shrimp and some kind of buttery creamy cheesy tomatoey sauce.
i told the waiter, "guess what, it's my birthday!" and he said, "oh that's nice."
i was a little let down, because i actually like being serenaded by the staff and given a free dessert.
then travis told him again, and the waiter apologized up and down. "people always come try to scam us with that." apology was accepted, because they brought me a huge cannoli with candles and sang their hearts out. BEST BE SINGING TO ME ON MY BIRTHDAY WAITER.
the next couple days were a blur of beautiful beaches, incredible food, and hanging with the family.
nothing i love more than the view from windows including the pacific.
the whole group of us.
it all passed too quick, as dreamy vacations tend to do.
remington was fantastic. sleeping well in his pack and play, eating well, adapting to the messing with his schedule. travis and i enjoyed seeing each other every day for a whole week!
remy and i flew home saturday morning and travis drove 9 hours to richfield to go bow hunting with his dad and brothers. (we saved $100 on our flight with trav's military discount!)
remy did really well on the plane. trav's mom, julie, was with us and the guy who was supposed to have the window seat had a thing for one of the women on our flight and she happened to have an empty seat next to her, which he gladly snapped up. so we had the whole row to ourselves!
thank goodness for sex appeal, right?
goodbye newport beach! hope to see you again next year.
(thank you a million steve and cheryl for sharing your condo with us!)