Sometimes jet lag can be a good thing..

Regular sleep hasn't been the easiest task since coming home.
The first night back we went to bed around 10pm. Then, I was wide awake at 3am.
So of course, I had to stretch and wiggle around in bed until The Dizzle woke up too.
{Being awake at 3am isn't nearly as cool when you can have someone up with you.}
Then, we ate Fruit Loops. 
Me on the floor, him on the ottoman, in comfortable silence.
We went back to bed around 4am, cuddled a bit and talked about our trip.
Sleep was clearly not coming anytime soon.
So then I asked, "Want to go watch the sunrise?"
And of course, because he's a champ like that, was up for a little adventure at 5:00am.

We got in the car while it was still pitch black, except for the street lights Downtown.
Hand in hand, we drove to the sound of the Black Keys station on Pandora.
I don't think we really spoke many words, just took in the quiet night around us.
Which was nice, I remember.

We went to Mt. Soledad in La Jolla.
Which, if you've never been, is a really great location, high up on a hill, with an amazing view of San Diego and the beaches.
However, after this day, I have come to learn is not so good a place to see a sunrise;
As the sun never came out.
But that's okay.
It was still great feeling like the only ones awake at that hour,
sitting on a bench and talking about our desire to travel more.

After we came to the conclusion we'd never quite see that sunrise,
we headed back home, made breakfast burritos, then slept till 4pm.
Clearly not helping our time zone adjustment, but oh well.
It was still a moment and one I'd like to remember.

Hope you all had lovely weekends.
Happy Monday!

xoxo