After having the date on the calendar for what seems like forever, it's time to break in the Dream Machine with some beautiful goddess energy.
My friends of 20+ years, sisters Amber and Trieste arrive in Ogden so we can climb in the van for a short trip to Lava Hot Springs, just over the Idaho border. It's a place we've all been many times before, but not all together.
I've told them to pack light and they arrive with just the essentials: vodka, fresh watermelon and cherries, red wine, tarot cards, good snacks, underwear and toothbrush. We are all so excited for this little journey together. We've been on many journeys together in the last 20 years and here's another one for the books.
We head North on 1-15, chatting and talking and before we know it, we've crossed into Idaho. We stop for lottery tickets, gas and more wine and head into Lava. We check in at the River's Edge campground and find that the space we reserved is taken by someone. We try to work it out with the woman in the office, but she just seems confused. We go on a scouting mission to find another spot and when we return, different woman is working in the office and she tells us of another, more remote spot that we may like. We go to take a look and it is perfect. Away from the rest of the campers and their kids, boats, inner tubes, bikes, toys and noise. Um...yes, please. We ask the woman her name and she says it's Karma. Of course.
We pull into our space, level the van, pull out the awning, set up our chairs and our paper lanterns, pull out the snacks and begin to manifest what we know is going to be a magical time together. We laugh and say "now if someone would just come and light our fire, and if someone else will bring us food, all will be perfect."
Later, Amber and Trieste go to the office to get some firewood while I make up the beds. We are hours away from wanting to sleep, but I know it will be important to have it ready when we're ready :). Soon, the girls come back with Shawn, the owner of the campground, in his golf cart with the wood. Shawn helps start the fire and we have a nice chat.
We sit around the fire for a few hours, laughing about so many things, gut aching from the force of it, permanent smiles on our faces, and we decide that some pizza would be so delicious. Trieste calls the local pizza place and soon the sweet girl is pulling up with a hot pizza in hand. Delivered right to our campsite. Ahhhhh....pizza never tasted so good.
About midnight, we all crawl in the bed that I've made. I put the two twin mattresses together with a blown up air mattress in between and we sleep three across. We sleep like 3 silly little bugs in a rug and none of us hardly move - we are so comfortable...
Sunday morning we have breakfast at a local diner. Delicious mimosas, hot coffee and eggs. Delightful. We do some shopping and I find the perfect drum. A very small djembe style drum, just right for traveling with. Trieste finds some wonderful wooden furniture for her Sundance cabin and Amber finds the perfect green, heart shaped stone. We have a great time and all is right with the world in Lava. We spend the afternoon at our campsite, talking and laughing and taking photos while staying cool from the 95 degree heat. At dusk we head over the hot springs at the hotel across the street. We have a magical time floating, relaxing, talking.....a man named Brian keeps trying to talk with us about all things metaphysical but he's not making a whole lot of sense. He lets us know that he will be in room number 9 if we need him for anything. Bless his heart.
We trip back to the van around midnight, dripping with healing water, feeling like freshly cooked spaghetti and we fall into our beds. We sleep like 3 babies in a crib and wake up feeling great. We lay and laugh and talk until we decide it's time for breakfast at the Wagonwheel cafe down the street. Nothing better than eggs, potatoes and home made wheat toast and raspberry jam on a Monday morning. And delicious hot coffee with cream and sugar. With tummies full, we buy a few more scratch tickets at the liquor store and make our way back to the van so we can pack up and head back to Utah.
Thank you ladies, for infusing your beautiful energy into the Dream Machine. The Gypsy Van. The Alternate Rialta. Here's to many more adventures together!
My friends of 20+ years, sisters Amber and Trieste arrive in Ogden so we can climb in the van for a short trip to Lava Hot Springs, just over the Idaho border. It's a place we've all been many times before, but not all together.
I've told them to pack light and they arrive with just the essentials: vodka, fresh watermelon and cherries, red wine, tarot cards, good snacks, underwear and toothbrush. We are all so excited for this little journey together. We've been on many journeys together in the last 20 years and here's another one for the books.
We pull into our space, level the van, pull out the awning, set up our chairs and our paper lanterns, pull out the snacks and begin to manifest what we know is going to be a magical time together. We laugh and say "now if someone would just come and light our fire, and if someone else will bring us food, all will be perfect."
Later, Amber and Trieste go to the office to get some firewood while I make up the beds. We are hours away from wanting to sleep, but I know it will be important to have it ready when we're ready :). Soon, the girls come back with Shawn, the owner of the campground, in his golf cart with the wood. Shawn helps start the fire and we have a nice chat.
We sit around the fire for a few hours, laughing about so many things, gut aching from the force of it, permanent smiles on our faces, and we decide that some pizza would be so delicious. Trieste calls the local pizza place and soon the sweet girl is pulling up with a hot pizza in hand. Delivered right to our campsite. Ahhhhh....pizza never tasted so good.
About midnight, we all crawl in the bed that I've made. I put the two twin mattresses together with a blown up air mattress in between and we sleep three across. We sleep like 3 silly little bugs in a rug and none of us hardly move - we are so comfortable...
Sunday morning we have breakfast at a local diner. Delicious mimosas, hot coffee and eggs. Delightful. We do some shopping and I find the perfect drum. A very small djembe style drum, just right for traveling with. Trieste finds some wonderful wooden furniture for her Sundance cabin and Amber finds the perfect green, heart shaped stone. We have a great time and all is right with the world in Lava. We spend the afternoon at our campsite, talking and laughing and taking photos while staying cool from the 95 degree heat. At dusk we head over the hot springs at the hotel across the street. We have a magical time floating, relaxing, talking.....a man named Brian keeps trying to talk with us about all things metaphysical but he's not making a whole lot of sense. He lets us know that he will be in room number 9 if we need him for anything. Bless his heart.
We trip back to the van around midnight, dripping with healing water, feeling like freshly cooked spaghetti and we fall into our beds. We sleep like 3 babies in a crib and wake up feeling great. We lay and laugh and talk until we decide it's time for breakfast at the Wagonwheel cafe down the street. Nothing better than eggs, potatoes and home made wheat toast and raspberry jam on a Monday morning. And delicious hot coffee with cream and sugar. With tummies full, we buy a few more scratch tickets at the liquor store and make our way back to the van so we can pack up and head back to Utah.
Thank you ladies, for infusing your beautiful energy into the Dream Machine. The Gypsy Van. The Alternate Rialta. Here's to many more adventures together!
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