“I had to close the door a little more,” Kyla explains to me our first morning waking up at the Laguna oceanfront hotel, the Pacific Edge Hotel. “It was too loud.”
In this case, being too loud is a blissful problem to have since she’s referring to the sound of the Pacific Ocean crashing feet outside of our balcony.
In fact, in the early morning hours I awaken simply to listen to the waves crashing outside of our room.
It’s been a stressful few months and this mini-vacation is exactly what I need to unwind and unfurl myself from my desk long enough to breathe in some deep, salty air breaths.
I lay in my king bed, silent. Listening.
It’s a soundtrack that could be playing at a spa, but it’s real life.