I’ve written a bit about girls’ days out lately (some serious, some not-so-much), and today I’ll wrap it up with the third type of girls’ outing that I’ve been lucky enough to experience a handful of times so far since T came along, and that is the adult version of the girls’ slumber party: An overnight in a hotel that includes a bed for each woman, and a night free of disruptions from husband and children. What can I say? It’s blissful, and it’s very much appreciated when they come along the once or twice a year that they do for me.
My last such overnight was with a gal pal who just happens to be what I’ve termed an America Super-fan. No, not a super-fan of the USA (though she could be that, too), but an uber-fan of the band America. To date and in just the last couple of years, I’ve seen this band with her on three separate occasions, but she’s seen them at least 30 times over the last 15 or so years. Like I said, she’s a super-fan and untouchable in her devotion to the band and its music (no, she’s not a stalker… that I know of anyway!).
The most recent America concert that she and I attended together was out in Coachella, CA, at the Spotlight 29 Casino. Because they don’t have hotel accommodations on-site, we stayed nearby at the Fantasy Springs Resort Casino in Indio, CA. Though we were only away from home for less than 36 hours, we had a blast drinking girly drinks, eating lovely meals (Rincon Norteño for breakfast is a must if you find yourself in the Palm Desert area, RMT’ers!), and talking about pretty much everything and anything we could think of since we – for once – were uninterrupted and could actually finish our stories and conversations. Again, blissful.
A few weeks after our trip to the desert, we made a pilgrimage to the Hollywood Walk of Fame so my dear friend could get her photo with America’s brand-new star. Located outside the Musician’s Institute near Hollywood and Highland, America’s star is near the likes of other musical greats such as Rush, Motley Crue, Ozzy Osbourne, and Journey. Now that’s one star-sighting!
After our star stop we headed into Beverly Hills for lunch and just happened across a delicious Panini restaurant by accident. If you like fresh, Mediterranean ingredients and enjoy the cozy, neighborhood feeling of a European street-side cafe (along with fútbol AKA soccer here in the states), Euro Caffe Enoteca on “Little” Santa Monica is your spot for a casual yet not rushed and delicious lunch.
After all these recent girls’ days and nights (and overnights) out, I’m eagerly looking forward to the next girls’ occasion. Oh, wait, I’m meeting a gal pal from out-of-town tomorrow night for a lovely dinner, and there’s a birthday dinner with a group of girlfriends next week, too. Lucky me, and I don’t even have to schedule a trip to a casino for all this good fortune either. What can I say… when it rains it pours, RMT’ers!