Until this past weekend, I hadn’t been to San Diego since 2002. It’s funny how differently you view a place when you’re in college and just looking for a good time versus when you’re all “grown-up” and value attributes like peace and quiet.
After Holly’s wedding in Carlsbad, SVV, Moose, Jemima and I stayed downtown in the Gaslamp Quarter the following night at one of the Kimpton’s newest properties, Hotel Solamar, which had funky accoutrements like animal-print robes (love!). It was lovely…until it turned into MTV Spring Break. Observe, the pool.
And its patrons.
I’m sorry, did I return to Vegas without knowing it?! The all-night party in the hallways and on the streets made me feel as if I did. But the next morning, the city was deserted.
SVV and I did find an abundance of quality dining while there. For example, the Solamar’s Jsix restaurant, which was, simply put, amazing. We didn’t feel guilty indulging in the chef’s tasting menu…until we got back to our room and couldn’t move until the next morning. To put it in relatable terms: I had a box of four beauties—lemon raspberry, orange chocolate chip, vanilla caramel and peanut butter—awaiting me from Heavenly Cupcake and couldn’t even stomach a bite!
Moose, SVV and I spent all of Labor Day lounging on Coronado Beach and enjoying the (technical) final day of summer (though it’s really just beginning up in our ‘hood).
I’m really not sure what’s going on here. Bear claw jazz hands mayhaps?
I feel we look a lot like crazy Maryann in True Blood. Then, we drove all the way to the border—see that? that’s Tijuana in the distance—and give Moose a hint.
She didn’t catch on. Until she realized there was Corona in Mexico! SVV, however, was more keen to carry his bride-to-be over the threshhold border and make it official…now!
All in all, an excellent weekend—though one of those vacations where you feel like you need a few days to recover from said R&R!
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***Those annoying ever-present spots—lingering effects from SVV’s run-in with the whooptie—will hopefully be gonzo as of today when we get the sensor cleaned.