Supporting a theory that the best places in California start with 'San', the city of San Diego proved a good home for a few days. At least it's just about possible to get around by public transport. A base in Mission Beach provided the chance to watch the sun set over the water, a treat missed by East coast dwellers, as well as have a few runs on the sand and ride an old-school roller coaster. Although it's intrinsically touristy, like Bondi I guess, there was a good vibe in this laid back Californian beach suburb.
The highlight of trip, unexpectedly, was a 3 or 4 hour exploration of the US Midway - a full service aircraft carrier only decommissioned in 1992. Truly fascinating, especially the sleeping quarters and bridge, but a frightening example of the money and effort that goes into war. Still, not a comment to make in SD where a massive proportion of the people are linked to the military.
Another supposed highlight was a trip to Bilbao Park, but the place incensed me. A green space with a six lane freeway running through it, and countless other big roads, is not a park. Full stop. Still, I did have a good meal there and happy hour margeritas.
Someone once said that a lively, strong gay community is a good indicator of a happening city. With that in mind, a trip to Hillcrest complete with a drag show, made for good night. On the opposite end of the scale, testosterone of another type, an evening in the nightlife capital of Gaslamp Quarter ended with riding a mechanical bull. Naturally I was useless, although the amount of time you got to ride seemed to depend on gender and amount of clothing worn. Fun, fun, fun.
Future thought to end... how little I know about the history and current situation of Australia's aborigines, as illustrated when asked on the road.
Future thought to end... how little I know about the history and current situation of Australia's aborigines, as illustrated when asked on the road.
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