San Diego. I ate and drank my way through San Diego. Susanna, a friend met while sailing in the South Pacific, witnessed a three day "last super" while ushering me around some San Diego sights before dropping me off at the trail head.
Want some ghetto tamales? Sure! Quick they close at 5.
Hotel Del Corinado. Had an elk burger, onion rings, fries and a beer on the way.
Had a bad beer at an Irish joint on the way back to the car. Washed back my disappointment with another beer at Stone Brewery — Lost a game of bocce.
San Diego is the 5th most car dependent city in America — or so Matt says. Luckily Susanna's hill top suburberia was 2 miles away from hill top big box out door mall. — bought some butane at REI.
Dreams sleep here —thought that was pretty poetic given the circumstances.