” ‘Go back?’ he thought. ‘No good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!’ So up he got, and trotted along with his little sword held in front of him and one hand feeling the wall, and his heart all of a patter and a pitter.” -The Hobbit
Today documents my little trip to Hobbit-town. I’ve been home from my West Coast adventure for over a month now, and if there is one place I’ve continued to long for, it’s Carmel. (Pronounced car-MEL, you Indiana folk:) ) This little town was so entirely enchanting, I felt like I’d stepped right into the pages of a fairytale. It is one of the loveliest places!
I ventured out on a Sunday, midsummer, which had to be their busiest day of the entire YEAR with how far I had to park from main street. But let me tell you, I’ve never enjoyed a long walk before in my LIFE the way I appreciated discovering these neighborhood streets. One of the amazing things about traveling alone is when those awkward moments of stopping in the middle of the road to take a picture of some stranger’s house occur? No one to to witness that you’ve lost your marbles.
You’d have lost them too. I mean, come on… that roof!
I loved all these little side streets. Full of undiscovered treasures, I was continually surprised at the magical nooks and crannies this enchanting village held.Ohhhhh this place. I read about the Tuck Box on Pinterest, and knew I had to go. I was so bummed though because I passed it on my way in, and they were closed (at 2:00p!) by the time I meandered back that way. But only the Lord knows how I’ve dreamed of their tea and scones. I mean, seriously. Legit English-style loose leaf tea that has actual cream and honey in it? *swoon*
The houses along the coast were just stunning. I could have taken a photo of any one of them, and we would have thought “Aww… Hobbit house!” This one just happened to be across the street from where I parked. Here’s a little sidetone for you, these are some of the most expensive *clears throat* pieces of real estate in the entire U.S. Like… yeah.
But when you live twenty yards from this…
After such a beautiful day in such a quirky little town, with all its crooked trees, thatched roofs, and hidden treasures, I was so blessed to enjoy the ocean and all its vastness. I’ll leave you with an IG post I wrote that night. You may have already seen it, but Lord knows I could use typing it for a second time.
“Tonight, a view like this gives me a deep sense of my need for Jesus. In the sunshine or in the storm… I need Him. In times of plenty or in times of desperate want… I need Him. In dreams fulfilled or in deepest desires crushed… I need Him. In my comfort, or in my frantic search to find relief… I need Him. In the most beautiful mansion in the world, or the darkest slum on planet earth… I need Him. Jesus… In my lowest valley, or on my highest mountaintop… I. Need. You. Most incredible part? Every place in life… Each time I call… In the darkest night… The brightest day… Your answer is always YES. This is so insufficient… But thank you ❤️”