During our trip to Los Angeles we had the chance to tag along with my sister to Palm Springs while she attended Coachella with all the cool kids. I honestly didn’t know or think much of the city itself before we went but she showed me the hotel pictures and I could not say “heck yes!” fast enough.
Now that I’ve been, though, let me just say this: Palm Springs, I think I might be in love with you. Not just a little passing crush but the Savage Garden truly, madly, deeply kind of love. My only complaint would be that maybe a few too many people feel the same way because the house prices are just ridiculous. If I ever win the lottery I’m totally buying that cupcake house up there, though. And then I will hire Over the Rainbow to make a daily delivery of cupcakes because obviously I will crave a cupcake every time I walk through my front door.
We stayed in the absolutely amazing Amado. A mid-century modern, minimalist lover’s dream come true! (I could kick myself for not taking more photos of the actual house or grounds – it was seriously so perfect.) We stayed in a 2-bedroom apartment complete with a full-service kitchen and walk-out to the pool and it was such a great place to stay with young kids. We cooked all of our meals (and by “cooked” I mean made mac ‘n cheese and ate baguette with liverwurst), and spent our days playing in the water or taking little walks around the adorable neighbourhood.
Can we take a minute to talk about the architecture? Oh my goodness, you guys, I was in heaven! Pure mid-century modern perfection. I totally googled the address of that pink door and, like the good stalker that I am, did multiple slow drive-bys whilst the kiddos napped to bask in the glory that is East Sierra Way. (There you go, no Google stalking required for you.)
Post-nap-drive obligatory stop for food. Because I am the absolute worst at packing snacks for my kids. Clearly they didn’t mind though. 😛
Isabelle was in heaven playing in the water or with the $2 bubble wand we bought at the grocery store. Nicky? He was happy sitting in his lobster (preferably outside of the pool) and chewing on a wooden spoon. And mama over here was happy drinking her cold brew. (Lucky Jack Lean Bean, where have you been all my life?!)
And of course there was plenty of Peppa Pig. And a wooden spoon for Isabelle as well. Because if the baby has a wooden spoon, the toddler needs one too. Duh.
Dessert in the desert. (Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.) Nicolas got to play with my empty Fro Yo cup and tried his very darndest to lick every last drop out of there. Being a baby is hard.
No trip to Palm Springs with kids is complete without a visit to see the world’s largest dinosaurs. Totally kitschy and overpriced, but Isabelle was in toddler heaven! There was one display with giant dinosaur eggs and she kept saying we should go see if there’s a birthday cake inside. #peppareference
No road trip is complete without at least one stop at In-N-Out. Also: they lowered their requirement age and we jumped right on that bandwagon. Ha! #VacationsAreExpensive. (He would make a pretty adorable store associate, don’t ya think?)
One more batch of California pics coming up! And then I promise I’m done. (Pinky swear.)