We did it on a whim. It was completely unplanned, entirely spontaneous, and possibly the best weekend of my life. We were just talking that night, laughing together, crying in each other’s arms, and remembering the good times together. To pass the time, she showed me a video from her childhood, of the most adorable little girl playing on the beach. This is where my idea came from. It started off as just another joke, some scheme to toy around with in my head. I hadn’t meant anything by it, but before long it was blossoming into an outright plan.

“Let’s go to L.A.” I said, not really thinking it through, just wanting so desperately to be alone with her, hundreds of miles away from where we already were. She gave me the strangest look, as if she were trying to decipher the plot behind my little joke, but by the time I had finally gathered the courage to say it aloud, I knew it was no longer a joke. We packed our bags, and tied up all the last minute lose ends. It was almost midnight by the time we left, and we were both too excited to sleep.

In the past we had always been clumsy around each other, constantly acting like two scared little children. Never comfortable enough to ever really talk or relax around each other, but this time things were different. It had only been half an hour since leaving her Spanish style home, and already we were already acting like old friends. The past two years apart were no longer there, it was if we had been together the entire time. I talked about myself, my family, my friends, and she would listen and laugh as if these were the funniest stories she had ever heard.

The time spent there was nothing fancy. We slept in the car and on the beach, ate at inexpensive fast food places, and we didn’t pick up any pricey souvenirs. We found a little stretch of beach that was completely deserted, and before long we had made it our own. We spent most of our time there either searching for sea shells or dancing with the waves, and not one moment was wasted on a single unhappy thought.

This was the most romantic weekend of my life, and the most spontaneous thing I have ever done. For those two days, on the beach, in the sand, amongst the beachside air, we were free. Free from our burdens, free from our past, free from our day to day lives. For those two days we lived like there was nothing else, and that is an experience I hope to never forget.

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