I’m sorry. I wanted to write a witty, fun narrative of my recent trip to San Diego but, though I have tried twice already, it comes out stilted and forced. The highlights? I saw my friend Matt for the first time in 3 years and it was as if we had seen each other just the night before. The lows? I got sick on the drive down and had to spend Wednesday night and most of Thursday in, or very close to, the motel bathroom. I even had to take a nap the next day, I was so exhausted. But by 2:30 I was finally feeling better and went to the Gaslamp Quarter to wait for Matt to get out of Comic-con. I walked around for about 3 hours in 100 degree heat when I couldn’t find my car. Then I sat in it until Matt was free. That night we had a great Mexican dinner (OK, mine was not great, but the Margarita was super!) then I dropped him at the place he was staying and I returned to my motel. The next morning I checked out and drove to Coronado and walked along the beach where I took the photo above. The photo below was taken near the Gaslamp Quarter the day before.
My drive back home took only 5 and a half hours.