Saturday, January 28, 2012

San Diego, Day One

The weather today was unbelievable. I was lucky to leave Vermont in the midst of a dismal and slushy haze on Friday morning thanks to the dedicated driving of my father, Thanks Dad. A four over layover in JFK was the least of my worries so I chose to have a quick massage followed by a manicure and then a luxurious lunch. I got to San Diego just before 8 pm on the West Coast so Anna and her boyfriend, Karl, picked me up and we went to a great restaurant for beers and some really good eats. The best part was the CoCoNut Porter I had for dessert that came from a brewery in Hawaii. After a few drinks and some food I was pretty exhausted but found myself oozing with conversation and reminiscence. Once the mattress was inflated I threw in the towel and fell asleep in the clothes I had worn all day.

Anna lives right next to the airport so the airplanes overhead are pretty spectacular. We slept in very late until we were finally hungry enough to shower and face the day. Sitting outside at a real cute cafe we had caffeine and breakfast. The sun was shining and a nice breeze was blowing all day long. It was 75 degrees when we left the house this morning. Her studio apartment is a great size, big enough for two to enjoy, and the balcony on the second floor catches the sunshine as it sets across the bay. My first California sunset tonight was accompanied by a cold beer and peaceful air.

With Anna at work until later tonight I'm staying in, eating dinner and maybe even watching a movie or something. We spent the entire afternoon outdoors walking around Balboa Park snapping photos and watching the locals. The culture here is so rich and lively, not to mention the city lifestyle. Fashion is rampant but the beach town vibe is laid back and easygoing. A great mix of flavors, sights and sounds is present everywhere I went today. Can't wait to enjoy the Southern California sunshine again tomorrow and explore more of the San Diego scene! Peace Out, Girl Scout...

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