Good Riddance

Day 11

We started today by saying Good Riddance! to our no good little rental apartment. It was very conveniently located, we'll give it that, but we decided to head off to La Jolla instead of spend another night in that cheap ass place. There was no curtain on the bathroom window (never cool), I haven't dried my hair in three days, and we had like 3 squares of TP left. We packed up, left the key in the mailbox with a small note, and stuck out our tongues as we drove away.

On to bigger and better things, as they say. We headed downtown to wander the Embarcadero (e.g. waterfront, they just don't use the straightforward name around here for some reason). It was be-au-ti-ful! San Diego officially gets five stars, two thumbs up, and a "like" in my book!! There is modern art all along the boardwalk, it's so easy to find stuff (including parking!), the people are friendly, the sun shines and the streets are clean. The only bump in the road was we stopped in a little bayside cafe for coffee and a pastry, both of which were nasty. I had a few obligatory sips and bites, but left the majority on the table and we jetted.

We had lots of fun with the parkland and statues we encountered next.

I climbed a tree...

...we had a big smooch...

...and Darrell joined his fellow marines in giving Bob Hope a round of applause .


We found our La Jolla hotel pretty easily, except for a detour down an alley-like side street that our GPS took us for absolutely no reason at all. She's a little stunned and randomly gives bad directions every now and then, just to keep us on our toes.

We're at the Best Western Inn by the Sea and what a winning choice! We have a balcony with a partial ocean view, complimentary bottled water, a hair dryer and a big comfy bed. It's so great it warranted a few jumps on the bed - yippee!

And to top it all off, there's a Cold Stone Creamery right across the street! After dropping our bags in our room, we made a pit stop there en route to Seal Beach. Darrell sucked back his fudge milshake in about five minutes and I had to stop for a seat on a bench to be able to polish off my apple pie a-la mode in a waffle cup properly.

We sat on the rocks, soaked up up some rays, and watched the dramatic surf. The seals were all stretched out in the sand, the majority of them sleeping or dead, we couldn't quite tell. But regardless, they were still so cute!

I snapped a ton of pics and got a few more beauties for the scrapbook.

It was a quiet and relaxing way to spend an hour or two, and just right for what is technically our last day here since tomorrow will be spent driving back to San Fran.