Chillin’ at Tahoe

The best thing to do in Lake Tahoe is absolutely nothing.

Tahoe. Those in the in crowd can drop the Lake. Even though the lake is the whole point. Unless, of course, you’re there to ski, or hobnob with the rich and famous. “Sorry, I can’t go to your fundraiser, darling. I’ll be in Tahoe. But here’s a check. Ta ta.”

Despite my raging imposter syndrome, I was really looking forward to this day, because the ultimate form of conspicuous consumption while in Lake Tahoe is to do absolutely nothing at all. Tahoe gives you the impression that money is constantly flowing like sand through an hourglass. Standing still implies waste.

So I slept in after having been awakened briefly by a pack of howling coyotes, which made me smile. But yeah, I slept way, way in. And then I grabbed a book and took a long, hot, luxurious bath. And then I went back to bed and read some more. And then I fell asleep. It was heavenly.

But then, of course, I was in Tahoe after all, so I decided to ride around and enjoy the view. I went to Inspiration Point, which has stunning views, and a rock as big as the restroom. But Inspiration Point made me think of an episode of Happy Days.

From there I went to Emerald Bay State Park, which has absolutely gorgeous views of a tiny, intriguing little island that has a really interesting story that I will tell in a separate post. For now, just know that I really enjoyed the view.

I saw a plaque that expresses it really well. “I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty and wish to see you with a hundred eyes.”

I viewed, I breathed the fresh air, I contemplated what to blog. I rode back and forth between Nevada and California as I was staying at Stateline. I got to see the gas prices double as I crossed into California. I’m amazed that any Stateline, California gas stations make a go of it.

But I wasn’t there for gas or even the view. I was extravagantly chilling. So I went back to the room and watched the presidential debate. (That’s a few hours I’ll never get back.) But then I went back to reading and chilling and napping, and it was, without a doubt, the best Tahoe day I’ve ever spent.

Enjoy my pictures, below.

There are a lot more tales to tell about this trip, but I’ll try not to post them daily, so as not to put off those who aren’t interested in travel blogs. So brace yourself for a good month of every other day adventures! I’ll try to link them together, so that you can start at the beginning if you find yourself in the middle and want to read the whole saga. Here’s a link to the first post in the series. And here’s a link to the next day’s adventure!

Check this out, y’all. I wrote a book!


Author: The View from a Drawbridge

I have been a bridgetender since 2001, and gives me plenty of time to think and observe the world.

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