#733: Hi-Rise View of Petco Park.
Aunt Mollie and Uncle Ray were in town last week visiting their old stomping grounds where they had lived for 4 years, my surfer and boat-bound cousin, and my new San Diego home. Funny, even after 4 years of them being gone, they were still well connected. So connected, they scored a 2-week stay at a penthouse overlooking San Diego’s ball park, Petco Park. Yep. That close. Any closer, and they could have caught a fly ball. Jealous? Maybe…
705: Visit The Lake-Less Silver Lake.
Bad news, guys. There actually is no lake in Silver Lake; it was built around what used to be a city reservoir, and now is an empty canyon. Yet despite the serious lack of water in my new found discovery, I immediately fell in love with this hipster neighborhood. It feels NOTHING like L.A., which appeals to me even more. After an hour of strolling through with personal tour guide and friend, Dennis, I found a confluence of Southern California charm,…
#702: Hotels Tonight In Koreatown, LA.
A king side bed, a beautiful bathroom, a view to the indoor courtyard and pool, a sweet suite friend Dennis and I scored two hours before on Hotels Tonight. AWESOME! The only thing missing? A chocolate mint on my pillow and a glass of wine on the bedside table. Guess we can find some crushed grapes somewhere else in L.A. Until then, think I need a 5 minute nap. 🙂
#688: Go Zoom Zoom For Mazda.
Yep, I’m a little obsessed with Mazdas. I had a Mazda3 for 3 years, 3 years before this. Now I’m biting the bullet again. This time, a Fire Engine Red 2014 Certified Mazda2 Sport Hatchback. She’s zippy, zoomy, gas-friendly and a parallel-parking Queen. Oh, and her name is Lucy. (Thanks for the suggestion, Dad!)
#674: Stay In An AirBnb in San Diego.
Look what Mom and I found right outside our Airbnb in San Diego?! A larger-than-life mailbox about 15 foot high. For those extra tall mailmen, apparently. Dazed and confused, I don’t know what I was more curious about: how the mail man stuck mail up there in the first place, or how he got mail down. Meanwhile… back at our bungalow, life was jammin’. The place was incredible –– most likely designed by a fab gay…