Country Livin’ (For a Weekend)

The wind was fierce and cold, whipping my hair about my face as I watched a hawk endlessly soaring with his wings outstretched, no need to flap. I was standing atop Enchanted Rock, a massive granite dome more than a billion years old that first surfaced from underground about 600 million years ago from natural erosion. The Native American legends and folklore of Enchanted Rock include stories of sacrifice, ghosts, outlaws, and portals to other worlds. It’s a place with a strong and distinct energy. At the summit I stood over 1800 feet above sea level with the rolling green pastures and wide open spaces of hill country spread out before me. I felt a sense of awe and wonderment, which is just one reason why I like traveling and exploring.

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Enchanted Rock was just one stop during our trek to the hill country on our long weekend getaway. There is something rejuvenating about the countryside. The days are quieter and simpler. I breathe easier and feel like I have so much more room to simply be, even though the cabin we rented in Fredericksburg was quaint. It mimicked the style of an old farmhouse with creaky floorboards, drafty windows, and delicate plumbing, but it was charming and had a welcoming feel. The large front porch was my haven for many hours as I sat outside watching for deer and reading with my dog by my side.

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One small caveat when renting a cabin: make sure the place has been updated appropriately with modern bathing accommodations. When I read the description of “Jacuzzi bathtub with handheld showerhead,” it never crossed my mind that was the only showerhead in the place. That’s right – there was no shower. Bathing consisted of standing in the bathtub holding the shower attachment over my head with one hand while trying to wash with the other, or setting the showerhead down so I could use both hands while feeling as though I might freeze to death from the drafty bathroom. It was an adventurous experience to say the least! K and I shook our heads, laughed at the situation, and made the best of it!

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Fredericksburg is an old German town known for its lingering heritage, so I recovered with a hearty meal of German comfort food: Chicken schnitzel, tangy red cabbage, warm potato salad, a roll so dense it has the weight of a rock, and a large pint of German wheat beer. K and I groaned aloud at the deliciousness of it! I’d go back just for that.

K and I are true lovers of wildlife, and this trip we saw an abundance of creatures big and small during our country weekend, including a roadrunner roaming around the yard of our cabin and hundreds of deer. Mexican bats migrate through the area, about three million of them holing up in an old abandoned railroad tunnel. We went to watch them take off from the tunnel at sunset, but it grew too dark to see them. In the meantime we admired the breathtaking views and chatted with the knowledgeable and friendly locals.

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One of our favorite moments was making friends with the donkeys! Hill country is in part known for its wineries, so we stopped by a few. Yes, I know Texas wine sounds like fiction, but it is a real thing. We make up for the gritty taste of our wines by adding as much sugar to them as possible. It’s not always as terrible as you might think. I bought three bottles at our first stop! We had to drive twenty minutes deeper into the countryside. The vineyard was vast and quiet and green. While admiring the view, a few of the residents wandered up to greet us. Their friendly and gentle demeanors made it hard to say goodbye. I think the feeling was mutual given they followed us to our car.

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Country livin’ for the weekend was just what K and I needed to rejuvenate. I look forward to going back soon to sip some Texas sweet wine, visit our donkey friends, enjoy the wonders of nature, and indulging in some delicious German food! Only next time I’ll make sure to have access to a real shower.

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An Urban Exploration

The city surprised me. With it’s tall looming buildings, close knot cross streets swarming with traffic, lack of ample parking, and the suffocating heat of the summer to top it off, it IMG_0928turned out to be a great place for a long, celebratory weekend. Usually my husband and I prefer nature centric vacations chock full of hiking and exploring the outdoors. The urban setting of downtown San Antonio didn’t fit our usual style, but it worked out perfectly.

blogThe city is known for its iconic River Walk, which is a canal system lined with sidewalk access to bars, restaurants, and shops. Tall trees and floral landscaping add to the charm of the attraction, so needless to say, it’s almost always a busy place. We indulged in delicious food and drinks along the River Walk for most of our meals. My favorite find was at our last dinner of the trip: the prickly pear margarita. It was pretty and refreshing! IMG_1014One morning however, we got up early and strolled down to the canals with our travel dog Cora, wandering in the serene quiet well before anything was open. It was peaceful and romantic and cool enough outside to truly enjoy the scenery.

People aren’t the only hungry beings that hang around the River Walk. We saw cute, tiny mice, huge fish, and birds a plenty, including ducks with babies trailing along behind them. The ducks wandered between the patio tables in case anyone was willing to share their leftovers. I became concerned when I saw a mama duck with two ducklings on the patio of a Mexican food place. Why would she bring them so close to people? I exclaimed this in exasperation to my husband who pointed out that she was probably teaching them how to scrounge for food dropped on the ground. She was teaching them downtown survival skills. We joked that she was showing them which places had the best tortilla chips.

We didn’t spend all our time at the canals though. We discovered a gourmet panaderia across the street from our hotel and spent every morning buying fresh made stuffed pastries, both savory and sweet, to enjoy for breakfast or anytime. Around the corner from our hotel, we stumbled on a library themed bar, minimalist in décor but with walls lined with photos of great writers. Without name plates, K and I sipped our fancy cocktails and worked the puzzle of putting names to those famous faces.

blogYes, we spent much of our trip eating and drinking. It was hard not to with so many scrumptious options half a block away. San Antonio has a rich history, and a visit isn’t complete without exploring a historical site. In all the trips I’ve taken to this city throughout my life, I’d never explored the mission trail, now part of the National Historical Parks until this vacation. The one that stood out for me was Mission San Jose. We walked the remnants of the restored Spanish-Colonial site that was once home to a local community, the Catholic church at its center, which still holds mass. It was a moving experience to stand under the archways and catch site of the dome under the blue sky, making it easy to understand the appeal of the place.

The mostly urban setting of our San Antonio trip surprised me. Walking from place to
place was a fun convenience I don’t get to enjoy often at home. We got a dose of history and culture, all while exploring some cool spots and indulging in some sensational meals. I call that a successful vacation.

 

I Spy Something Green

Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. – John Muir

Hiking, sleeping, and eating – it was a way of life for three full blissful days. It had been too long since our last vacation, and my husband K and I were overdue for some time away from the obligations and routines of our daily lives. We counted down the days in anticipation, packed up the car, and then hit the road to Hot Springs, Arkansas!

Road trips are the best. I always pack an arsenal of things to keep me busy in the car onlyVersion 2 to spend most of the time gazing out the window and daydreaming. I felt substantially more relaxed just an hour after leaving town, and I think our dog Cora felt the same! Gradually I noticed that the roadside trees seemed to loom taller and glow a brighter green as we got closer to the national park. It was all we could see for hours as we drove down the highway, and I joked, “I spy something green!” That evening after arriving at the hotel, we ordered a giant cheesy pizza from room service and kicked back watching cartoons. We made it!

Version 2We kicked off our first full day in Hot Springs with an indulgent breakfast (a free perk of staying at Embassy Suites), me piling my plate high with biscuits and gravy galore! I had to fuel up for a day of hiking after all. As soon as we hit the trails in the national park, K and I were mesmerized by never ending waves of green. Everything was lush and in full bloom, and we trekked in silence for quite a while, simply enjoying this time together in nature. We hiked uphill and downhill, over rocks, and along well-traveled trails, getting lost in our thoughts and then stopping to take photos of whatever caught our eye and pulled us from our reverie.

Back at the hotel giggling at more cartoons, we drifted off to sleep, Cora included. I am not typically a nap taker, but I lapsed into a deep sleep that day and the following two days of vacation. I slept more than I have in a long time, and I felt more refreshed than I have in a long time as well. We dined out that night at Copper Penny Pub in downtown Hot Springs, inhaling our hot comfort food and enjoying a pint of the local brewery’s wheat beer (my favorite).

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The main attraction of Hot Springs is of course, the hot springs. Historic bathhouse row downtown consists of a string of old bathhouses, some still operational as such while others have been converted into other attractions. Thus, our trip would not be complete without a trip to the spa. We relaxed in the thermal pools at Quapaw Bathhouse before venturing into the steam cave, a dry sauna designed to look like the old thermal caves used by Native Americans believing that the heat from the hot springs had just as much healing power as the waters themselves. It was K’s first sauna experience, and while I don’t think he’d do it again, I’m glad we got to do it together.

IMG_0554We also went to the Fordyce Bathhouse, which has been well maintained and now functions as a museum. Wandering those halls is like a trip back in time to the age when the bathhouses were a highly popular destination and both men and women spent all day there, relaxing and socializing. I loved the old tile floors. We had lunch at the Superior Bathhouse, which was converted into a restaurant and microbrewery that makes beer from the local spring water. It was delicious, and they also played the best music mix of 90’s grunge rock as a backdrop for our meal.

After spending so much time inside however, it was time to return to nature and trek through the forest on our last hike of the trip. It was warm and sunny, so the lizards and squirrels were out. The ticks were also out unfortunately and we spent a good deal of time pulling them off of Cora’s feet, but it was worth it. She had a great time, as did we. Once again we fell asleep that night watching cartoons and slept soundly until the next morning when it was time to pack up and return home.

The best things in life aren’t things – they are experiences. Taking a short vacation to experience nature in all its bright green glory and to spend a few days simply relaxing and enjoying life gave K and I renewed energy and vigor for when we returned home. We all deserve an escape now and then, and an escape into nature is always fun and satisfying.

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A Trip: Simplicity and Nature

Every day our to-do lists hang over our heads. We have tasks to address today, tomorrow, next week, next month, and our schedules stretch out even farther beyond. We cross one thing off of our list and add two more. These daily obligations overwhelm us. In tandem with work, family, friends, and the high expectations we have of ourselves to accomplish it all, we struggle to maintain momentum, eventually losing pace, and working our way closer to burnout. When we see this breakdown looming before us, it is a sign that we are past due for a break, for a vacation.

When you are away from home, you are free from distractions and can focus on what’s in front of you. You live simply day-to-day, making it easier to live in the present moment. You can fully see and experience everything around you. You have space in your mind to ponder and contemplate.

This year the husband and I opted for a short road trip to Beaver’s Bend State Park, staying in a quaint, somewhat secluded cabin.

We took advantage of the time to enjoy the simplicities in life. We slept in, took naps, watched cartoons, snacked on Froot Loops and shandy beer. We ate lunch outside and watched the small, grey squirrels chase each other up and down the trees. We hiked through the woods, focusing only on the next step ahead and hearing only the sounds of nature around us. We sat listening to the rush of the flowing river in the afternoons and stood in awe at its tranquil stillness in the wee hours of the mornings.

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We had carefree fun, talking, reconnecting, and laughing together. We took a paddleboat down the river to go fishing, and the hubs noted that we should avoid paddling under the IMG_7518trees in case a snake fell on us. Then something dropped from a tree onto the back of his neck, causing him to nearly jump out of the boat. It was a cute, fuzzy caterpillar (with horns?).

Also, I hooked myself in the leg with a fishing lure. That was not so fun. But I did catch some fish, including feisty little perch that were a beautiful bright orange and blue. I thanked them for humoring me and set them free.

On one of our hikes, we encountered a giant stinging insect, forever deemed as “the pterodactyl.” We stood for five full minutes contemplating how best to get around him and the tree on which he was resting. I finally just closed my eyes and made a run for it! I like to live life on the edge.

The hubs and I love all creatures. We respect life and were awed on this trip by so much of nature’s beauty and strength. The hubs caught mini frogs and redirected lost turtles back to the water. A dragonfly with seemingly wings of velvet was not shy when we met in the woods. I steered clear though of the healthy 5-foot black snake.

The hubs and I weren’t the only ones on this adventure. Our dog Cora swam in the river, hiked, fished, and snacked on Froot Loops with us. She even made friends with a pack of Version 2armadillos rummaging through the woods. She sniffed them and introduced herself but still wasn’t sure what to make of these strange creatures. When they took off running, she attempted to chase them and got caught in the thorny brush, much to the husband’s dismay since he had to climb in and free her.

The state park endured massive flooding at the end of last year. The water rose and roared, washing away roads and bridges, but the rock formations that remained once the water receded were astounding. The various strata of the rock revealed colors of red, orange, gold, blue and green. Cora climbed up and down over rocks, exploring the topography of the area. Quartz glittered everywhere. It is amazing what nature can do.

All of these moments washed away my worries. Returning home, I was happy to be back, but I vowed to hold on as long as I could to the state of mind I had while away. I vowed to be more present in my day rather than worry about what is happening in the future, both near and far. I vowed to revel in the abundance of nature around me and better appreciate the simple things in life.

Vacations from our daily routines give us a solid start for better pursuit of mindfulness. We can really see the world around us without all the distractions in our head. Give yourself a break and take a trip. Even a simple one will do you some good.