SaturdayThis trip was LAST SEPTEMBER! I think I had too many trips that year to keep up with (Vegas twice, Redding, San Diego, Disneyland and Santa Cruz). I meet up with my sister at the bus/train station downtown San Jose (early this time so we can get a seat!) and start our "adventure."
We are sitting there for a few minutes then she hands me a letter sealed in an envelope. She decided to write me a letter and watch me read it to let me know that she has had a boyfriend for ten months. TEN MONTHS GUYS. We spent a whole weekend on a train going to our dad's and she said NOTHING. Apparently, she wanted it to be a "surprise"...don't know why. The letter nor her explained that at all. In her mind, this was a huge deal, a birthday gift for me. How narcissistic do you have to be to think that I care that much about your relationship status? It's not like this was her first boyfriend...even then that would be weird.
Really I was just pissed with her lying to me this whole time cause I did bring up dating to her a few times. And she didn't even say who it was in the letter but I was like, oh that guy that came by to pick up boxes? And her face fell a little and she was like, yeah, him. She had already told our dad and told him not to tell me. I have no idea how her mind works, why she wanted it to be this huge reveal. So fucking weird. She always has to make things more dramatic than they really are. She really wanted me to gush and prod and ask oh my god who is he!!!! Like we're in some stupid Disney show or something.
So she purposely withheld information, lied to me, then presented it to me as a gift, because she really thought she was giving me this great thing and was enjoying keeping a secret for so long. So much what the fuckery.
The fact that she has purposely withheld information about her life is still super confusing to me. Kind of putting a wedge between us as I keep seeing how she purposely leaves me out of her life and continues to use the phrases "if my friends were here I would be (enjoying myself, having more fun), "I'm different around my friends" "I can't wait to do this with my friends" okay, okay, I get it. I'm not your friend, just your sister that pays for shit got it. Oh wait, I'm not even a sister because she says she sees me more like an aunt. What. We only have one aunt and she doesn't even remember meeting her so.... yeah.
Back to the trip. Hotels are expensive in Santa Cruz, even during the "off" season... Well, I thought September was the off-season but I guess not! I didn't want to go super crappy, but I couldn't afford a nice view of the beach. We ended up with a place within walking distance of downtown. This cost me about 250 for one night! Vegas is sooooo much cheaper, guys.
I bought a cheap set of sheets off of Amazon (if you are wondering why... Santa Cruz is dirty. It has a lot of gutter punks, and since this was one of the "cheaper" hotels, I just assumed the clientele isn't always tourists. We stripped the bed right away and made it with the clean sheets. The room was warm enough that the sheet was enough to cover us. I also bought us some slipper socks, and we didn't use the shower. Probably overkill, but I don't care. I love you Santa Cruz, but yeah.
We spend the afternoon downtown window shopping then head down to the wharf for dinner. By the time we get to the wharf, the temperature has dropped about 20 degrees. I'm not even exaggerating. There were people in shorts changing into just bought sweatpants outside of the stores. We end up having to buy matching sweatshirts before we get dinner.
I get some oysters and a shrimp dish, my sister ordered a clam chowder bread bowl. We shared a creme brulee for dessert. My sister has this weird thing where she will only drink around her friends (apparently I do not count as one), so I was the only one that ordered an alcoholic drink.
On our way back to the hotel, we pass by a Trader Joe's and pick up some late night snacks (not the wine, she just thought it was neat it had her name on it). We watch a little bit of TV then hit the hay. I also noticed that there was a bottle opener on the back of the bathroom door. That's a perk I've never seen in a room before.
SundayWe get up early and walk back to downtown and get some coffee and pastries. On our way to the wharf (again), a waitress setting up tables stops us and tells us we are just too adorable in our Santa Cruz Sweatshirts and Santa Cruz coffee. Ha. I like being a tourist.
Once on the wharf, we find a bench to watch the sea lions swim and sunbathe. It had been awhile since I wanted to watch the sea lions, and my original vantage points (there were cutouts in the middle of the wharf to look down) had been sealed over!!! I was super sad until I found this bench. I just love these creatures, they are like dog mermaids. A seagull decided to hang out and I tried to sneak him some crumbs (did manage a few!) before a security guard starting "nonchalantly" hanging around our bench. Okay, yes, I will follow the rules.
All in all, a really nice staycation type thing and I wouldn't mind doing it again. With someone else. Though maybe during a cheaper month than September. Watching the ocean waves during a storm is a really awe inspiring thing (just don't get too close! So maybe a winter stay would be fun).