Downtown San Diego. What can I say, it’s a great downtown like most great downtowns. Lots of restaurants, cool architecture, and plenty of people.
One thing I wanted to see in San Diego proper was Balboa Park.
When you pick up a rental car, and the woman says there’s a Mustang available, and you see his face break into a huge smile….yeah, we got the bright red Mustang convertible.
The previous day I had hit the fancy resort gym a little too hard. It was so fun to be in a gym that my enthusiasm got the best of me and I was certainly paying for it.
After walking along the beach for a long while, it was time for a bit of coffee/tea goodness.
Ah yes, the beach.
Never one to sit still, the explorer needs to get out.
When opportunity calls, answer. And when it offers you a chance to get the hell out of snowy Dodge – go.
There’s a coffee shop near us. It’s cute, friendly, and is our little morning date spot.
“I do not think it means, what you think it means.” – Inigo Montoya
