Discovered by the Germans in 1904, they named it San Diego, which of course in German means ‘a whale’s vagina.’

Go fuck yourself, San Diego.

Well, nah, not really. It was ok. It’s still coastal California in the Fall which just means it’s brown and lots of sun and palm trees. That’s fine and all, but the brown and perpetual highway situation can get to you after a few days.

My visit was far less stressful than Js, but at least, all was well that ended well. She did get to enjoy some random tourism after the nightmares of testing. We got in Thursday early afternoon with enough time to drop by a Trader Joe’s for random snacks and some fizzed water.

Since she passed out of day 1 tests, she had nothing to do but continue to cram on Friday and I didn’t take off work, so we holed up at a couple local establishments. The morning was spent at the House Of Black. A Harry Potter-ish themed coffee spot where I drank a powerful nitro-cold-brew coffee and she had some coffee confection that had enough sugar to instantly trigger type 2 diabetes. We could have mixed them and it would have been ok, but we suffered in silence on our respective beverages.

I followed up with a slightly better situation where we drank cider from another place down the road in the afternoon. I don’t remember much about it but they did have a contraption that I hadn’t seen before next to the taps. If you were looking for a cider to go, they could fill and seal a tall boy for you. You fill the can, put a lid on, and a big lever would form and roll a seam on top.

While J confronted her D-Day, I had a date downtown with a ship that was just a year late for the real D-Day. Everyone on board had to keep letting you know that the USS MIdway was the largest attraction in California and the something about the largest/most open maritime exhibit in the world. I would have enjoyed crawling through more of it (even though I’m sure it wouldn’t have been that exciting), but I saw some cool things. Even if you served on it, you would have seen more on the tour as you could get up to the ‘Island’, which is the towery bit at the top where command stuff is, down through bunk areas, kitchens, mess haul, captains/admirals quarters, laundry, engine room (number 4 only), the brig, radio rooms, operations center, and flight ready rooms for all the air wings stationed there. $20 to walk around an aircraft carrier for a good part of the day was pretty good in retrospect. blinkenlights on midwayThat picture should link you to the rest of them, but one more that I liked was dude that would give the ready signal to launch planes.

Sunday was a better fun day as J finally got to unwind some amount. We took a trip back to where she was taking her test but went to the fun bits instead at the San Diego Zoo Safari Park. I planned poorly and and should have brought the long lens, but still caught some interesting things like a brand new tree kangaroo,

and this yellow lab who we were assured was sleeping, not dead. He could have been dead. At the very least, he was real comfy sleeping in the sun there. He kept the big cat on the left company.

not actually dead.

Monday was chill though. We had loose plans to go visit a couple art galleries. Real hifalooting places. The Doctor Seuss gallery was first up in the super glam and glitzy La Jolla where damn near every other store front was an art gallery of some sort. It was cool to see a bunch of things including this guy.That painting was the inspiration for Cat in the Hat. The print hanging there, if you’d like your own, would only set you back 26,500$. I admired it from a far. Plenty a far. But I did want to come away with something from there so we bought a limited edition (as they all are) cover of The Lorax which should show up sometime soon.

We went further down town again after that to take a look at the Chuck Jones gallery. If you were ever into Looney Toons, there you go. So much adulting. 2 art galleries in one day and I even bought something.

The rest of the day wasn’t super eventful as we found some nosh, gassed up the nissan to give back to dollar rental and got ready for our red eye back home. We survived with enough energy left to not even take a nap and catch cheese sticks at the state fair.

 

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