J and I were back in Paso Robles this weekend… for local overnight trips that don’t involve air travel, Paso Robles seems to be our de facto destination of choice. We were traveling with another couple, also a peaches and cream combo (Asian woman + white man) and also child-free. Yup, we’ve been saying for a while that we need more child-free friends (no offense parents, but you know how that shit rolls) so this couple is being beta-tested, so to speak. JK. J used to work with the guy, and I guess the guy and his girlfriend (another J&J couple) have hosted a lot of his work peeps over, so she is pretty tight with that work crew. Anyway, they are big time wine/food/cigar enthusiasts so they’re a pretty solid match for my swanky Bubbey.

Overall, the getaway went pretty well. My dog sitter fell through a week prior, so we ended up taking Marty. I mean, as you know, Marts isn’t doing so hot these days. The car travel didn’t bode well for him either. During the 2.5-hr car ride, he managed to both shit and puke in the car. I mean, pretty gross but what can you do? He’s never ever committed such mistakes as an adult dog, so surely all of it is attributed to him being old as fuck and then just not feeling so great. He can’t be faulted. But as co-passengers in the car, it gets frustrating.

The good news though about the whole trip is that all I had to do was show up. Seriously. I did zero planning. The foodies planned the groceries, wine, meal prep, reservations, wine tastings, and all I did was go. It was pretty frickin’ cool to have zippo responsibilities. Oh, except that I selected the lodging, based on my past research of the area. The place was pretty damn posh and pricey, but I think it was a big hit. We had a great time just hanging out there. I mean, you know me: there’s always gonna be some constructive criticism: unfortunately, the site lacked a hot tub and pool, but other than that, really baller. Oh well, we can’t have it all.

Based on the VRBO pics, I had originally thought the house was a shipping container home, but after speaking with the owner, turns out it was a renovated monster mechanics garage (holding 12 cars), so no pre-fab construction involved. Yeah, kinda thwarted my container home research, but whatev, just as well. One of the wineries we hit up had a lovely tasting room that looked container-home-ish. Upon speaking to the host, I discovered it was a single-wide mobile home?!?!? Wow, just tweak the facade and add an industrial style roof, and you would NEVER suspect something as basis as a mobile home! Amazing. Add it to my list of topics to research for Project Little House.

In terms of connecting with this couple, I will say, Bubs def has much more in common with them. Not only do they share the enjoyment of these finer things in life, they are also very much on the same page re: humor and pop culture references. So yeah, I felt kind of out of it, but then again, you know me: social awkwardness is practically my middle name. I notice the discomfort, but it’s not bad enough to stop me from doing things. I do feel like Bubs invests a lot of time with “my” friends, so every now and then, I ought to return the favor. The rules of marriage and all. 😛

Fortunately, I also have no issues with going off and doing my own thing while they hang and drink and chat. Admittedly, I was pretty distracted. After Marty’s shit and puke bouts in the car, he just looked really off. He was uncomfortable and couldn’t get settled. He was disoriented and I dunno, just out of it. Thankfully, I brought the bag of fluids so we gave him 400 mls while we were there. It helped but I dunno. I’m feeling like the end is near. Needless to say, between that and my cultural illiteracy, I was less engaging than my usual ebullient self. Haha.

Other things we did on the trip: we hit up four wineries (Daou, Booker, Epoch, and Hoage) and had a fantastic dinner at the Hatch in downtown PR. I mean, I thought the food was phenomenal but I only get so excited over food. His friends loved it so much, they couldn’t stop talking about it even well into the next day. Great find, Bubbey.

As for the winery visits, generally, I find wine tastings to be rather stuffy and strange. I much prefer to just get a bottle for the group and enjoy together outside. But his friends are big on the tastings… Thankfully, Paso Robles is much lower key than say, Napa where the hosts are typically all in your face, throwing out all those ridiculous adjectives that don’t even make any sense. To the contrary, these hosts were chill and open to whatever we wanted to do (share a tasting, walk around, hang out, not buy any wines, or whatever), so that was a welcome difference. Also, some of the grounds of these places were so incredibly picturesque. Plus the weather was awesome (very warm but with a consistent cool breeze) and I had a blast wandering around taking pictures.

So to recap, J and I are big fans of Paso Robles, but that said, it’s still 2.5 – 3 hrs. away. So is it still a possible little house weekend/investment property location? Tough to say but probably not: it’s just a tad too far, I think. But this trip def gave us some ideas to churn.[FAG id=7476]