It’s been too long since I’ve written on my coffee shop blog. Since the last post, I did take a trip to Los Angeles and wandered my way along the PCH (Pacific Coast Highway), coffee shop cruising and couch surfing along the way. Although I did take photos and notes about the places between Las Vegas and Los Angeles that I stopped to sip, gulp, and savor my cups of coffee at, there was a bigger purpose to my trip, one that would change my life and lifestyle significantly – meeting people who were happy, living in the moment, and loving life.
After I packed my bags to leave my friend’s home in Aliso Viejo, she suggested I drive out through San Juan Capistrano to stop near the Train Depot and mission.
It turned out to be a wonderful stop. The mission was adorable and I found a historical little coffee shop, Hidden House Cafe where I enjoyed my first cuppa. On my way out of San Juan Capistrano, I noticed the Hummingbird House Cafe. The door to the cafe was open and the garden was so inviting that I wandered in and around. I walked through the cafe to the back where I found people having coffee and an older gentleman laying brick on the ground. The owner came out and told me that they were changing the back to make it easier for people in wheelchairs and women who wear high-heeled shoes. I knew I was meant to be there.
The owner greeted me and offered to make an espresso. He then introduced me to one of his regulars – Julianna, a woman with the beauty of a Greek goddess. I took a couple of photos of her in the cafe, before sitting down with my espresso. We shared our stories over the delicious hummus the owner offered to us. Much of what we talked about was our mutual belief that what we need to do, especially women with women, is to love and support each other.
After a couple of hours it was time for me to head back to Las Vegas. Before leaving, I got a message from work regarding a meeting that would need to happen. I knew then that I did not want to return to that job, and that I was done with the unorganized chaos, competition, and drama there. Although things could change, I had stronger sense that it was time to move on from there. I made a decision to “come down from the mountain” and search for god, beauty, and wisdom outside the resort property.
Now, months later, my life has changed significantly. I’m ready to write about the coffee shops in southern California and southern Utah, as a cruiser and from my perspective after working at one in the Zion National Park area. A new lifestyle with a new perspective, that life is like a cup of coffee.