Darn, I missed posting yesterday! Merfman got off work early and threw me for a loop, a happy loop, but still a loop :)
Wanna hear about my weekend?! No. Too bad, I’m going to tell you anyway.
On Saturday morning Merfman took me to the Glendale Amtrak station when I hopped on the train and headed down to San Diego! The ride was good, but was delayed by 20 minutes when we had to stop on the tracks and wait for approval to pass through an intersection. Riding the train is a very interesting social experience, I highly recommend it if you haven’t done so already. It’s so nice not to have to drive the distance to SD, and the Surf Liner really is pretty when you can see the beach. But the real fun starts when you get to experience the other passengers on the train. Antsy toddler, hungover college student, uptight parents…and my personal favorite: the wanna be Real Housewives of OC. Seriously. I should have recorded their conversations, it was painful to listen to. I was trying to read a script and I had to re-read the same scene several times because I was having such a hard time focusing with all their whining going on!
All was well when I got off in Old Town SD and met my bestie from High School, who was picking me up. She asked what I was feeling for lunch…well, first she asked if I was going to be hungry when I arrived. My answer, ALWAYS. 9.5 times out of 10 I will be hungry when you ask. It’s a gift. I offered up some ethnic suggestions and she landed on Mexican. You can never go wrong with Mexican. Well, unless it’s El Pollo Loco. That’s a sin. She took me to this amazing hole-in-the wall and I had this beauty:
Vegetarian Burrito wrapped in whole wheat tortilla goodness. I don’t think you understand how big this monster was. For comparison:
Legit, that thing is the size of a puppy. And I ate the whole thing. I drank my dinner that night (more on that to come) so I’m not a total fatty.
Post burrito coma we went back to my friend’s place. She basically lives the dream. Her place is < 3 blocks from the beach. Ahhh, it’s the life. We took a long bike ride around the bay and passed 6 weddings! 6!!! I’m really hoping we photo-bombed at least one. The weather was amazing and the people watching was spectacular.
We had plans to see Finding Nemo in 3D later that afternoon. Do not mock my love for Nemo and Dory – they are the greatest aquatic characters ever invented. You better believe I quoted that movie from start to finish to myself. A little pit stop at Starbucks and we were ready to begin the evening phase of the day. On that note, run do not walk to the ‘Bucks and get the Salted Carmel Mocha. It is happiness in liquid form.
We enjoyed an amazing passion fruit Ale pre bar, and I NEED to buy that beer next summer. Sadly it’s seasonal and it’s a crime. We walked to The BeachWood and enjoyed our dinner in liquid form :) I did sample some sweet potato waffle fries with blue cheese from someone else’s dinner and found love in food form.
Sunday morning we had big plans for an aquatic adventure, but I’ll tease you with that until I get the photos for proof :)
My high school friend was able to help me meet up with former Bridesmaid and current Phoenix resident Jessey in Del Mar. We ventured forth and made a stop at my favorit coffee spot in all the land…
That place makes me want to open a coffee shop so bad. Ah, someday.
We did some visiting with Jessey’s folks and then Obby joined us and we hit the road North head-on into the clutches of Carmageddon II. Luckily, we hit minimal traffic and made it to Golden Road Brewing in Glendale for some of this:
I also had the best sandwich I’ve had in months. You have to try the A.L.T. It’s beer battered avocado. BEER.BATTERED.AVOCADO. No drill people, it’s insane. We also learned that Golden Road is expanding…adding more menu items, a wait staff, 200 more seats and a beer garden. I don’t wanna sound all hipster…but I’m gonna be all hipster and whine about how I don’t want Golden Road to get all “cool” because then it won’t be cool anymore.
It was a great weekend, spent with awesome people, having a kick-butt time. I love thee San Diego, if only I could make movies from there. Hm.