Day 39: San Diego

I love San Diego! You probably got that in my last blog entry. Things are really laid back here. I relax all day and then rest afterwards. It's nice. I think I might have a tough time transitioning back into normal life. That's not something I need to worry about now, however.

I started out the day slowly - sleeping in, eating breakfast, hanging out in Laura's backyard. Then Laura and I picked up her friend, Brooke, and went to Torrey Pines. It was beautiful! We walked along the beach. Then we went to La Jolla and I came across this amazing store called Warwicks. It sells office supplies, gifts, stationary, and books! It doesn't get better than that!

I got myself the most amazing box of pens ever. Check it out:

I may have gotten a second set for someone else. That lucky person will find out who they are when I return.

After strolling around La Jolla I was starving and wanted Pinkberry. There are only two locations in San Diego and I thought one of them was in La Jolla, but I was wrong. They did have other yogurt shops, so I tried them out. The first place was called Beans & Berries. It's one of those self-serve yogurt places. I've figured out that those places, while they all have different names, get their yogurt from a single supplier and that yogurt is not very good. It's not in the same league as Pinkberry or Tangysweet. I sampled a couple flavors and decided I didn't like the yogurt at Beans & Berries, so we tried another place, but they didn't have soft-serve. I forget the name. Brooke said that there was an absolutely amazing yogurt place near her house, called Bogart's, that everyone loves and she was certain that they made their yogurt in-house. On the way to Bogart's we passed another yogurt shop and they had the gross self-serve yogurt too! This time I didn't even try any samples. I already knew it wasn't up to par. At this point, Laura said that she was now on a mission to find yogurt that met my standards. I told her I liked her spirit. We went to Bogart's and I tried a couple of flavors, and decided I didn't like it. Brooke wasn't actually offended. Finally, Laura took me to Pinkberry downtown. It was so good! She tried some too and agreed that it was heavenly.

If you didn't know me and you just read the previous paragraph, you'd probably think I was the highest maintenance person in America and possibly even the whole world. And some people who do know me would also say I'm the highest maintenance person in America. But I don't think I am. I'm just particular about a few things. One of them happens to be yogurt. Just so you are aware, the other things I'm really picky about are hair and makeup products, food in general, anything that's scented, and people. Other than that, I'm pretty low maintenance. :)

I can deal with challenging situations and I don't mind working hard (usually).

That evening Laura, Brooke, and I went to Old Town to get some legit Mexican food. It was yummy. Here's a photo of us after dinner:

Brooke, me, Laura

Then we went into a five and dime in Old Town and I found some tacky souvenirs that rival the ones at Wall Drug. Check 'em out:

#1: A belly button lint brush made of part of a pipe cleaner and a bead and glued on to a business card of sorts. I wouldn't normally count this as a souvenir, except that San Diego was stamped on the back of the card.

#2: A San Diego nail file. This reminds me of something one of my former principals gave me that I still have. It was a nail file that said Houston Independent School District Department of Special Education. Really?! They spent district money on this thing?! Outrageous. Of course that pales in comparison to the offenses of the DCPS Office of Special Education, but we won't go into that right now.

#3: A painted shell
#4: A bottle opener on a bathing suit clad figure. Do you notice that he has a 5 pack? Where is his other ab muscle?
#5: A San Diego Snowman (a.k.a. a $7 plastic container of water with a little plastic hat, carrot, and coal floating in it)
#6: A Hillbilly "Brief" Case

#7: A John Deere bucket with corn handle
#8: A photo frame adorned with a handgun and bullets
#9: A treasure chest full of cold coins and a skull
#10: A smiling shark pirate sitting on a log, surrounded by his treasures, with a pearl in one hand

Then I also saw these shirts, which I thought were just heinous. I'm all for religious freedom, but this isn't about beliefs. It's about style, and these shirts are unacceptable.