Sometimes, all you need is a good vacation.
After having my mind blown at Coachella this past weekend, I feel the air easier to breathe at work, the couch a little less comfortable at home and the gas mileage in my truck not that bad. Confusing, right?
When life feels like it’s never going to stop, everything starts to suck, and you can’t process thoughts without anxiety…it’s time for a vacation. So I took two.
Last weekend I went to Coachella Valley Music Festival for the first time.
This would be the sentence where I describe how amazing it was and what it felt like to be at a music festival in the desert with hundreds of thousands of people, but I can’t do that. Words cannot describe what Coachella is like. Sorry writer gods, I’m going to sin.
It is an experience that everyone should experience, at least once. With that said, I cannot wait to sit by my computer, refreshing the page, to buy my tickets for 2014 Coachella next month in May. Yes, tickets go on sale a year in advance, and yes they sell out in about two hours. It’s that good.
Prior to my weekend in Coachella, I took a quick trip to Las Vegas. Always a good idea. As my boyfriend conventioned away, his sister and I took our sweet time drinking bacon bloody mary’s, eating Las Vegas’s underground eats and tossing dice. Usually a trip to Vegas is rushed with day party, gambling, pool party, gambling, eat and then clubbing all night. This trip was a little different and was the perfect prepper to Coachella. Most people can’t put relaxing and Vegas in the same sentence, but I think I am pretty close.
Three days after arriving back home from Coachella, my brain still hurts, my calves still ache, but I’m rejoiced with this fiery feeling inside me. [[No, I didn’t catch anything in Vegas]] It’s the kind of feeling that makes you get up and just start sprinting as fast as you can inhaling whatever air is sticking and exhaling pure greatness. This is the feeling I usually get after I have had a really good vacation, a much needed one. Ready to conquer the world, again. With that said, all the new years resolutions re-pump blood in my veins and I’m back on the saddle, for now. In about a month or two, I’ll need another Coachella.
Tha Bees-Knees 