There’s something tribal about crashing ocean waves that soothes my soul, ignites my creativity, and resets my rhythm.
I can always count on them relentlessly pushing to shore, in and out, as if the world were breathing.
It’s no wonder then that I feel so alive when near them.
Ron and I traveled to Bodega Bay recently. What better place to shake off our real, but surreal, pandemic lifestyle rife with political chaos? It was my first adventure away from home since the pandemic began nearly nine months ago.
We stayed at Bodega Bay Lodge. It’s the first time we stayed there, though we have dined many times at their Drake’s Sonoma Coast restaurant and enjoyed numerous gatherings with friends and family around the outdoor fire at Drake’s Fireside Lounge. All sport a lazy view of water.
We scored about $100 off the cost of a night’s stay using Hotels One. It’s not the trip we had planned to Scotland and Belgium this year, but—