I love getaways. Especially spontaneous ones. The ones that happen out of nowhere, and you just go with it. You forget everything else that you sort of had planned and you trade it for the unknown. This past weekend my man and I took a spur-of-the-moment trip to Crested Butte. We threw some clothes into a bag, grabbed our longboards, and headed West. And the other great thing about getaways – road trips! I love ’em. Roaming across the state, driving with the windows down, and listening to music with nothing but the open road ahead of you. Simple pleasures I suppose.
I regret that I didn’t take too many photos on this trip. I’ll admit, I was incredibly lazy. Being in a small, quiet mountain town during the summer is quite relaxing. We stayed at a cozy hotel on the slope-side and strolled through town. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to live in a small mountain town all year around. It’s so quaint! There are so many hole-in-the-wall restaurants, mom-and-pop shops, and everyone probably knows everyone’s business. I wonder if the locals could tell that we were just “city folk”. Hah.
Anyway, it was a wonderful weekend. We spent the night drinking wine, eating at some amazing local restaurants, walking around the Farmer’s market, and lazing around the hotel. It was nice to forgot about our city lives for a while. A much needed getaway in Crested Butte.