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After six weeks of being on the road on our American road trip, we were utterly exhausted and really needed a place to chill for a while before embarking on ‘stage two’. I suggested a place I stayed at when I was in the states ten years ago: a lighthouse hostel perched on cliff tops overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
In my memory it was near perfection but nowhere can be that good, right? Your own private beach at your doorstep, falling asleep to waves crashing against the cliffs below…a relaxing place to revive the spirit before we moved on.
We booked for five nights and when we arrived it was just as I remembered. My travel companion was speechless. Almost.
“It exactly as you described it! I thought you had to be exaggerating.”
Our lighthouse retreat was just what we needed. We spent days lazing on the beach, browsing the farmers markets, drinking coffee, eating organic food, reading, walking, cooking…and breathing in that good old salty air! All in the name of travel.
And now we are ready for the second part of our journey….it’s not quite the red convertible I dreamed of, but the Suzuki has a full tank of gas and we are hitting the road!