One thing I wanted to see in San Diego proper was Balboa Park.
When you pick up a rental car, and the woman says there’s a Mustang available, and you see his face break into a huge smile….yeah, we got the bright red Mustang convertible.
The previous day I had hit the fancy resort gym a little too hard. It was so fun to be in a gym that my enthusiasm got the best of me and I was certainly paying for it.
After walking along the beach for a long while, it was time for a bit of coffee/tea goodness.
Ah yes, the beach.
Never one to sit still, the explorer needs to get out.
When opportunity calls, answer. And when it offers you a chance to get the hell out of snowy Dodge – go.
Byron was epic. Don’t get me wrong. But it’s nice to get the real experience and get some balance.
Well, that last day came. I checked out and went into town to drop off my bag for the day. For a small fee you can leave your bag with the Tourist Info Centre for the day.
Having spent one whole day in town, and one whole day literally just walking beaches, I thought I’d take a day to just lounge.