Guerneville is a small town along the Russian River in Sonoma County where you'll find equal parts Bay Area residents looking to get away, BEARS, and meth heads. We rented a small and affordable cabin for a couple nights because we desperately needed time off and some sunshine near the river. In true Northern California fashion, although it was not cool, it definitely was not warm enough for the two days of swimming we had banked on. I'm not sure we'll be heading back to Guerneville any time soon. As stunning as the redwoods and moss-covered bridges are, the Breaking Bad vibe kind of killed it for us. I guess we're getting too old to not be bothered by that sort of thing.
Overall, however, our time away was superb and except for a little car sickness on Cheech's part, perfect. We drove out of the way one night for an excellent meal, and I think we both realized that we might want to consider spending a little more money for lodging the next time we take a quick trip. I mean, small and affordable cabins are nice and all, but laying out in the sun while some handsome pool boy who isn't a day over twenty four brings me Mai Tais sounds much, much nicer.