36 Hours in Cambria

Honestly, I could have spent 36 hours in one of the dusty cities along the 99 Freeway on the way home from Los Angeles and it still would have been an amazing, fun weekend due to the group of people I was with! First, AA was there - you already know a crazy good time will be had. But then add her Aunties plus their families and big P and you know there will be lots of laughing, drinking, stories, debating, and just plain old fun.

The weekend started with a blowout football game between Thousand Oaks High School and some other team not even worth mentioning because they lost HARD. We got to see our boy BH play one major crucial play, which made it all worth it! After the game, AKH drove us to Cambria where the group was already passed out, except for a couple troopers. We talked a bit, but then went to bed ourselves - big day coming up!

The big OPOLO Wine Tasting Party Day: Saturday was spent wine-tasting at a variety of wineries throughout the area. Can't remember all the names, but it was well worth the time spent. The view alone in the area was enough to help clear your mind and relax. Then, in the evening, we joined the Opolo Winery for their annual wine-tasting: all you can drink, all you can eat, all you can dance, and all you can watch AA juggle, throw paper airplanes, kiss old men, make new friends at other tables, get the owner's attention, and just generally lighten everyone's spirits and mood! And I got to do something I never have before and may never get to do again: stomp grapes. Definitely reminded me of the I love Lucy episode where she is stomping grapes and hilarity ensues. Super cool!

If you have a free weekend, definitely consider a visit to Cambria. If the scenery doesn't relax you, the wine most certainly will - just take a Designated Driver! :)

Oh, one more thing: I took three wine glasses with me back to La Habra to gift to my host family there. Of course, it is a priceless and amazing feeling when you get the wine glasses all the way to their final destination only to drop them at the last possible moment and hear them shatter in the paper bag you had carefully wrapped and placed them in. Absolutely priceless. Therefore, I award myself the biggest doof award for said accomplishment!