Santa Cruz Adventures, Volume 1

Hello, lovely peeps!

I didn’t want to wait to start posting about how the weekend went. It was such a blast! Since Hulk was gone on the East Coast all week for a work thing, I booked us a night in Santa Cruz so we could take a little mini-vaycay after his absence. A little surf and sand was just the right thing.

But first I have to get caught up from the week. Friday’s lunch was a quick toss-together of chicken and herbs, sliced heirloom tomato, and broccoli. Woo-hoo.


It was a really pretty day in SF.


Of course I needed an afternoon pick-me-up.


I tried something new for Friday’s dinner – homemade mac-and-cheese, with chicken, peas, and swiss chard. It was Squishy-approved.


Saturday morning, I ran an easy 4 miles up to Pier 39 and back before we left for Santa Cruz. I didn’t want any pesky running training to get in the way of my beach time. Pre-game:


One under-ripe nectarine (ugh) under a sea of Greek yogurt and cinnamon. After my run, Hulk made some brekkie so I could clean up and get packed. His man-breakfast:


Bacon ‘n’ eggs (I added the sliced tomato for a little plant-eating), coffee. We ran out of milk so I had it black. Sad panda.

However, I needn’t be sad for long …


Woot! Our hotel was in a great location across from the beach off of the Santa Curz Wharf. We stayed at the Beach Street Inn and Suites, and I would recommend it. It was a little on the pricey side, but not as bad as some of the other hotels in the area with the same superb location. The staff were very friendly, it was clean and comfortable, and the decor was an adorable cozy cottage-chic.

You can see it around Hulk trying to wrangle the Squish out of his jacket:


Plus it was pretty quiet. There were several other family and groups staying around us, and we really didn’t hear anyone else unless they were right outside our door. And check out this shower! All 3 of us would fit in it.


Anyway, enough of that. We got down to business.


Squish broke into the snacks.


We basically grazed on snacks for lunch. I brought with us (let’s see if I can remember it all):

  • crackers
  • hummus
  • carrot sticks
  • strawberries
  • deli chicken
  • olives
  • chips & salsa
  • Squishy-approved graham crackers
  • trail mix
  • diet soda & beer


“Maa! I’m still hungry!”

After we beached it up (and I took a super cold dunk in the water … I wanted the crunchy surfer hair look) we headed back to the room for a quick nap.


“I would prefer this fascinating documentary on how the world will end over a nap. Because they’re pretty much the same thing.”

After we refreshed and recovered from the beach scene we took a stroll down the Wharf, where the barking of the sea lions serenaded us. There were so many sitting in the – what do you call them, rafters? – below the pier. There was a staircase to a dock below that was fenced off so you could go down and see them up close. If I wanted to lose a hand, I could have pet them they were so close.


For as big as they are, it was crazy to see them leap out of the water and land on the rafters. And by land I mean maybe make it up there, but more often than not fail and fail hard. It reminded me of when my extremely obese pet cat I had growing up would jump up on the bed. Sometimes he’d make it, and sometimes there would be a thundering crash and in the wake of the chaos a very indignant cat would strut away as if saying, “I meant to do that.”

Anyway, then I needed beer.


I had to give Amanda a poke for this. We went to the Seabright Brewery, one of our favorite stops in Santa Cruz, and I tried their Benderbrau, a German-style beer based on Bender from Futurama. It was mighty tasty.


I convinced Hulk to order the Brie and Roasted Garlic. We normally don’t do appetizers, but I didn’t have to twist his arm too much for a plate of melted cheese.


To accompany my brie-bomb, I ordered a small Caesar salad with blackened salmon that made my heart sing. So freakin’ good.


Then we walked home along the Santa Cruz Boardwalk. Squish gave up on the stroller long before we got to the restaurant, so he rode home on Dad’s shoulders.


And we stopped at some of the local todder attractions. Apparently the covered patio tables are all the rage in kiddie rides these days.


And then I pre-gamed and put out my stuff for my 8-miler the next morning. Cheers!


I don’t think I’ve had a malt beverage since college. Hulk picked them up since I failed to bring more beers than needed for one afternoon on the beach. They didn’t have quite the punch to them as I remembered.

So much stuff to recap! I need to take a break from my break. See you next time with Part Deux.

Where’s your favorite weekend getaway spot?

3 thoughts on “Santa Cruz Adventures, Volume 1

  1. This brought back such memories! I spent the first 8 years of my life a California Girl and we often went to Santa Cruz 🙂 The hotel looks beautiful…the shower is amazing! I’m not a beer person but my hubby would definitely go for that beer 😀

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