Boulder, Colorado. A bustling yet grounded, cozy city nestled in the mountains, run by "educated hippies," and hand-crafted specifically for me, or so it felt. I landed in Colorado at 8 a.m. a few weeks ago with a starving appetite for breakfast and adventure. My very best friend was waiting for me curbside, and as I ducked into her car we exchanged excited screams.
The past few days have been absolutely insane. This year I decided I wanted to begin my third decade of life in the mountains, completely disconnected from this crazy but wonderful life I lead. A few days before my birthday, my friend and I packed up my car and hit the road for the adventure of a lifetime, dog in tow. The trip couldn't have been more perfect.