May 30th, 2005

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San Diego, day 3

Today was a bit more far-ranging. We started out in the Mission Beach area, stereotypical land of surfers, getting breakfast at a quasi-hip joint on Mission Boulevard called, redundantly enough, "The Mission." I had strawberry granola pancakes, which were great, although as heavy as they sound. The parking in Mission Beach is abysmal, so we walked about a mile and a half to and from the restaurant, including a bit of a stretch on Mission Beach itself.

From there it was a meandering drive up through Pacific Beach and La Jolla, then around east until we reached Mission Basilica San Diego de Alcala, the first church in California, where I took another round of pictures. I'll have to see how these are coming out; I brought my camera, but not my camera bag, which means I tend to leave various little camera accessories I'd like--the polarizer, the mini-tripod, and so on--in my room. Next time I figure out how to take the bag with me on one of these trips.

We spend the afternoon and evening exploring the Gaslamp Quarter in downtown San Diego, the oldest part of downtown and a historic district that seems to be filled with cafes and clubs and odd shops. The central square in Gaslamp now is Horton Square, which is a canonical "renovate your downtown by turning a block into a shopping mall" project--made unintentionally comical because Horton Square is owned by Westfield. Go ahead, make the shopping mall connection really blatant, that's clever. Fortunately, the rest of Gaslamp is more interesting. We ended up at Croce's for dinner, a restaurant/jazz club named after folk singer Jim Croce and owned by his wife. She's listed as the restaurant's executive chef, too.

Tomorrow, we're probably going to end up at the San Diego Zoo. We'll see how this all goes...