Our trip to Paris was the most spontaneous, romantic trip I’ve ever taken, and not just because H proposed in front of the Eiffel Tower! I had been talking to my parents about our plans for Thanksgiving, and they kept talking about going to Europe for the holiday week. I was skeptical, since my family never does anything like that, until they called three weeks before Thanksgiving, said they were booking flights and a four-night stay in Paris, and asked if H and I wanted to come. I consulted H, and a day later we booked our trip to the City of Light!
This Easter, H and I went to Lynchburg for the weekend like we did last year. We made a mini-vacation out of the trip—we visited downtown Lynchburg and hiked in the Blue Ridge Mountains on Saturday and spent Sunday with my family. Spring had started in earnest since our trip to Lynchburg in March, so everything was blooming and beautiful!
This weekend H and I went backpacking at Sky Meadows, a close-ish state park in Fauquier County. The campground is pretty cushy, so this was our backpacking trial run. H wants to do more challenging backpacking trips together, like Mount Rogers, and my previous camping experiences have mostly been youth group-style camping in a field on someone’s farm or car camping at a site with running water and other modern conveniences. Since I’m not the most experienced/willing camper
This weekend in March, I had four good friends from college in town at once, so we planned a museum day in DC. As you may remember from my trips to the National Zoo, the Hirshhorn Sculpture Garden, and the National Building Museum, having friends in town pushes me to actually visit DC museums. My [...]
This mid-March weekend was the ultimate spring getaway for H and me in Lynchburg—it was just warm enough to venture outside after the long winter cooped up indoors. My niece’s second birthday was on Saturday, so we planned a weekend in Lynchburg around the birthday get-together. We love exploring downtown Lynchburg (or at least I do, and H tolerates it) and seeing local historic sites, so we had a lot planned.
Maybe it was the remarkably cold, dreary January this year, or all the fabulous dates I was watching on the Bachelor, but for whatever reason I started looking forward to H and I’s Valentine’s Day date AT LEAST a month before Valentine’s Day. We geared up for it with a Valentine’s Day tea the weekend before at Cherry Hill Farmhouse in Falls Church, which was campy but fun (think ladies in hoop skirts saying “Well, back in the olden days” and lots of fudge). We planned our big, romantic Valentine’s Day date for February 14, a Thursday.
H and I talked about going to a Panthers game in Charlotte, since last year we went to an away game in Foxborough, but we had trouble planning a weekend trip since the games were all on Thursday nights, Sundays, or Monday nights. I saw that they were playing the Falcons on the Sunday before Christmas, and we decided to drive to Charlotte for the game as part of our convoluted weekend-before-Christmas plan.