If you're still with me, prepare to be ENTHRALLED.
My friends (still on their holiday) and I drove painfully in the Chrysler down the coast to San Diego, stopping in a cute beach town called Laguna Beach. Gorgeous beaches, gorgeous houses and the only place I've ever been to where, in a Starbucks, Hannah heard a customer asked for her latte to be heated to exactly 180 degrees. On reflection, isn't that like, the temperature of molten lava?
Here's the beautiful beach:
We carried on down the coast, fighting over the music choices in the car en route. Mine were clearly the best but I was temporarily overruled and almost had a massive tantrum.
San Diego is pretty cute. It's quite small, but there is a lot going on in a place called the Gaslamp District; bars, restaurants and a generally laid-back vibe. We stopped for a Happy Hour martini (it was basically pure gin) at the House of Blues and then ate amazing Mexican food, as you can see from the mouth-watering pictures:
We then had a little walk around and grabbed an ice cream before heading back to our hotel for a snooze. Rock and roll or what!?
Stay classy San Diego.
Thanks for stopping by.
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