Monday, August 27, 2007

I found out where I'll be living once I move out.
People say California is great - they never say it's this idyllic. Cruising down the No. 8 freeway last night in a convertible with the top down, the wind in my face, the radio cranked up, the sun setting just over the palm trees turning the sky pink and orange, the sandy adobe mexican-style houses lining the hills, I realized that this is where, if at all possible, I'd like to end up.


Pacific Beach, the "college beach". Not so busy today. It was sunny and hot but the cool ocean breeze kept the temperature perfect. The deep blue ocean just stretches out into the horizon.


We went to Tijuana, Mexico last night. We didn't spend that much time there - just walked down the Strip, had a few drinks, wandered through the quiet streets and then crossed back over the border. TJ is only a half hour drive from San Diego but exists a world apart. There's a dangerous edge about the place. Taxi drivers that hound you for a few dollars. Fights that break out on the streets. If you don't keep an eye on your drink you don't know what will end up in it. However it did have some exotic charm to it and the tequila was something to remember.


Good old Archstone. This is where I'm staying with my friend. Outdoor walkways that enter into luxurious apartments, heated pool and hot tub, palm trees that arch through skylights in corridors.


Fashion Valley Mall. It's beautiful - an outdoor mall. It's like a regular mall, just without a roof. The food court is on the second level in the open air and the Mexican architecture of mundane stores like Macy's or JCPenny gives everything a certain flair.

Trying to do cartwheels on the beach.
Woops.

Woops.

Yay!

Mmm....this is definitely the way to end my summer. I could not have done better. Except maybe Fiji...