hyatt resort huntington beach.


We travel to Southern California on a regular basis and Huntington Beach is my absolute favorite. The actual beach, I mean. I went as a little kid with my family and have glowy, sunny, happy memories of watching professional surfers and thinking incredulously “they get paid to play in the ocean all day?”



Fast forward 20-some odd years {emphasis on the some odd} to my early days of marriage and motherhood. Ten or eleven years ago we started traveling as a family to Southern California every few months to see my doctor, and every single trip we make sure to spend at least a morning or afternoon next to the pier watching surfers and collecting sea glass at Huntington Beach. At some point I realized there was a stunning hotel on the beach that *if I were to someday come into some money* would be the first stop on my world tour.

The place is magical. Right on the beach, white and full of grandeur, with its own private walkway across PCH to the sand. Come on, it doesn’t get any better than that. It’s one of those places that beckons to you as you drive down the highway, *please come in, life’s better in here* and I’m here to tell you, that yes in fact, it is.

I need to say right off the bat, Hyatt hotels in general are fantastic places to stay. The service is spectacular, the rooms are gorgeous, and the children are in heaven. The Hyatt Huntington Beach? Well, let me put it this way: Victor usually has to drag me kicking and screaming off the beach when it’s time to go. I’m one of *those* people who dreams about getting stranded on a deserted island far, far away. But I only went to the beach briefly, twice, TWICE while we stayed in the hotel. For me to want to stay on the hotel premises and not cross the private walkway to the ocean? It had to be unbelievable. I promise you, it was.


This is the view from our balcony folks. I’m not going to lie, it was a little slice of heaven.

The Hyatt always manages to catch all the little details. This strawberry family on *sand* was waiting for us in our room. The shells? Made of chocolate. Ditto for the palm tree. And so what if I might have eaten it all myself? A woman needs a little strength on vacation.


Our room was, in a word, spectacular. Celebrity style amazing. I’ve never slept in a Hyatt I didn’t love, but oh the bed! I could have stayed in the room alone for days, but the property is unbelievable so {sigh} I had to explore. The kids were dying to try out the new Slyders Water Playground, a gorgeous little cove especially for families where people won’t look twice if your kids splash in the pool{s}. There were two water slides, a lovely hot tub big enough to fit a family of 12, a sparkling huge pool for the older kids,
and a splash pool for the wee ones. My kids alternated between the pools and water slides for two days straight and would have kept on going if we hadn’t had to check out at some point.


I didn’t feel the need to move much from my little piece of nirvana, so I made Victor do the dirty work of catching C coming off the slides. I just laid back in my pool chair sipping a cold Diet Dr. Pepper reading Meg Cabot. It was a hardship I tell you, an absolute hardship.


P’s life was pretty hard too. She had to swim all day long, without the burden of watching to make sure C didn’t hurt himself {too badly} diving in the shallows. She is a fish. If we had this kind of outfit in our backyard the kids wouldn’t actually feel the need to come inside. Ever. They’d become little prune babies, sleeping on flotation devices in the middle of the pool all night long.

C had the uninterrupted attention of a lifeguard, three water slides, and two days of sunny skies.

He looks pretty sad doesn’t he? Poor deprived child.


Victor wasn’t having too bad of a time either, handsome devil that he is. I love him even more for allowing me bask in the sun while he fetched C off the water slides hour after hour after hour.

And at the end of the day we dragged/bribed the kids out of the pool and headed to our favorite restaurant in all of Southern California, besides In ‘N Out of course. Ruby Duby’s. It was a perfectly gorgeous walk from the hotel to the pier. Ruby’s is at the end of the pier and half the fun of eating there is walking to the end of the pier at sunset.


C of course saw the walk as a challenge, being the adrenaline junkie that he is, and felt the need to balance-beam-walk the entire way there.


Victor, having far more energy than I can ever dream of, was in charge of the little man.


P always the long suffering sister/mother to C, was pacing herself. No need to show off balance-beaming.


Look how pretty! When I hang out in Huntington Beach there’s a small part of me that wishes I had become the irresponsible surfer I dreamed of becoming, following Summer around the globe.


But then I look at this crew and my heart gets all fluttery and happy and I dream of following Summer around the globe with my surfer man and our little surfer babes.


I love my little surfer babe-ette. We couldn’t get a photo without her eyes closed, the sunset was too bright.


Eventually we made it to Ruby’s and none too soon. The kids were beat.


And then the delicious food arrived, and we watched Dolphins play in the surf while we ate and watched the sun set over the Pacific. The kids became so satisfied and immobile in their food and sun comas that Victor and I had to carry them all the way back to the hotel.

And we all lived happily ever after.

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Allison

Hello there! I'm Allison Czarnecki, founder + editor of Petit Elefant, a blog all about style on a budget for every part of your life: style / home / travel / family. I do a lot of how-to beauty + style tutorials, travel posts, easy recipes, home remodel projects, and cool DIY crafts you totally want to try. I'm super happily married (to a hot Polish immigrant) and am the mother of two kids, a daughter and son, all of whom are featured here on the regular. We live in the country but we're a little bit rock + roll. Welcome!

13 Comments

  1. likeschocolate :

    Beach priceless, fun with children priceless, strawberries yummy, but Brrh with the sweater at the beach it must have been cold.

  2. KJ :

    envy.

  3. Petit Elefant :

    I'm not going to lie, I'm having envy of myself just looking at these pictures!

  4. Melissa :

    Looks like you had a lot of fun! The hotel looks amazing. AMAZING. I'm jealous you've been at the beach recently.

  5. Anna Marie :

    Oh what fun…and I just scored us this hotel (stayed there a couple years ago so I know I love it!) on Priceline for 99/night. Yippy!

  6. Petit Elefant :

    Melissa,

    It was amazing. Swoon worthy.

    Anna Marie,

    You got a room for $99?!!! You go!

  7. Kathleen :

    That sounds so amazing…utter satisfaction all around. Too bad you didn't have anyone to carry you back to the hotel too :)

  8. Petit Elefant :

    Kathleen,

    I was so stuffed from the food, and satisfied from a long, hot, fabulous day in the sun, I would have taken a ride from anyone.