What next?!

I forget where I was or who I was talking to, but somebody asked me what my next big adventure is.

Well, let me tell you: It involves living in northern Arizona for three months.

I'm going to be a CAMP COUNSELOR! Or, something like that. I could also end up doing photo/video for the camp, but counselor is a close enough description.

When I applied for an internship with the Associated Press in January, I also applied for a position at United Christian Youth Camp--where I went basically every summer between fourth and eighth grade.

This was probably fourth or fifth grade. Can you find me?

I've wanted to be a summer staff member there since I was in eighth grade (maybe even before then) but it hasn't worked out until this summer.

And, so, that's my next adventure! I'll be moving to Prescott in about a month, and will remain there until the beginning of August.

While I'm there, I hope to:

• Do some outdoorsy stuff (kayaking, biking, swimming, etc?)
• Be the cliché camp counselor with a ukulele, yoyo, fanny pack and cowgirl hat
• Take photos/video for UCYC promo material (and to make this look good on a journalistic resume)
• Complete an online history of photography class so I can officially graduate in May

Before then, I'll also (hopefully) be taking a quick trip to California to go to Disneyland with my friend Mitch and to climb some rocks and eat crepes with my friend Jess (who moved back to California after I helped move her back to Arizona...)

And after camp, I'm going to help move my friend Hannah back from Dallas and visit my friend Natalie in Austin while I'm in Texas.

Later, I'm road tripping with my parents.

As you can see, I've got a lot of adventures planned for the rest of the year :) It's really never a boring moment in my life, so brace yourselves for a summer of adventure with me!

Cali: Take 2

I can hardly believe it was only two nights ago when I was loading Jess and Dave's bags into the back of my car for my second weekend in California. I can confidently say, though, that it will be the first and last time I ever do an overnight road trip. Leaving Phoenix at midnight was brutal, but it was what we needed to do to make it in time. Not only did we make it in time, but we also made great time, and got to see a nice sunrise when we arrived at Jess' dad's house in California.

The mountain behind the house gave us a great viewing spot.

After our sunrise hike, we headed out to Venice Beach where I completely zonked out on a beach towel for an hour or so (I only slept an hour and a half on the car ride) and only got lightly sunburned. I think Dave used the term "splotchy." By the time I woke up, everyone else was disenchanted with the beach (which is a sentiment I completely do not understand) and wanted to sleep. All I wanted was coffee.

The crew.

Everyone was a good sport when we piled back into the car and I drove to Intelligentsia on Abbott Kinney. Intelligentisa is the first third wave coffee shop I ever learned about, so it was really nice to pay a visit and drink a cold brew.

Once we got home, we all rested, ate lunch, watched a movie and then headed out for second lunch. Because apparently we're a bunch of Hobbits who like to eat multiple meals.

Jess stayed home but we (it was her sister Sarah's birthday weekend, too, and her friends spent the whole time hanging out with us as well) drove into downtown Los Angeles to eat at Syrup, a coffee/breakfast cafe.

I was really hoping it was an old school soda fountain, but I was completely and pleasantly surprised when I saw it was a coffee shop similar to Samba Latte and Caffe Medici, narrow with multiple stories. I had a crepe that rivaled Jobot's, and we all played Jenga and enjoyed the air conditioning.

Bendix building. I have no clue what it is.

With time to kill and food to walk off, we jaunted down to the fashion district on a hunt for gym shorts and a suit for Dave. All we really found were overpriced USB drives and gangsta' basketball shorts. And a lot of fabric. And a lot of crowds. It wasn't exactly what I expected, but the old buildings, populated alleyways and general skyscrapers pleased my eye.

Once we returned home, I did homework and napped a sweet, sweet nap, bringing the total amount of time I slept up to approximately four hours.

Our evening was spent preparing to see Rocky Horror Picture Show for Sarah's sweet 16th. The show started at midnight (a short 24 hours after we first left Phoenix) and the movie didn't actually start until 1 am, leaving us leaving the theater at 2:45 am.

I fell asleep as soon as I got home (and washed the red lipstick off my face--apparently it's normal to draw on people who are seeing the show for the first time) and then woke up at 10 am this morning, a short hour before we planned on leaving to return to Phoenix.

Oh, right. The other point of this trip was to move Jess home to Phoenix. It took a grand total of twenty minutes to load all her stuff in my car, and she did most if it while I was still asleep this morning.

Los Angeles, I love you so.

And so, we left after a fun/amazing/crammed/spectacular weekend in Los Angeles, and returned to Phoenix with a rat, a bike and a few boxes of other things Jess owns. And a lot of stinking great photos on my phone.

I honestly feel like I've done more living in the past 48 hours than I did from Monday through Friday, which makes me wonder how much living I'll be doing in Portland over fall break. Now, excuse me as I go take my laundry out of the dryer and finish packing. I leave again in three days.