I like San Diego. I like the old Spanish architecture, the tropical surroundings and especially the climate. San Diego has family history for me also, Denise and I were married here, my little sister was born here, I went to the US Navy boot camp and ‘A’ school here and it was my Navy homeport for my four years during the early 70’s. But much has changed in the 40 years since we have visited this city. For one, the traffic is terrible and the nice landscaping by the roads are gone. I think California financial problems and the water shortage has changed my nostalgia of this city.
Somebody out there got a new-to-them bike by taking mine. I had my bike stolen, literally ripped-off from our bike rack while parked in a shopping center parking lot. They use a sharp knife and a pair of wire cutters to cut the fastening straps and the locking cable. I bet it didn’t take them a minute to acquire themselves this new bike. They didn’t get Denise’s bike, I guess they didn’t want to spend the time, it’s harder to remove. Now we are double checking, verifying, double verifying and looking over our shoulders, just to make sure we haven’t left ourselves vulnerable.
San Diego will keep us busy for the next week with many things to see and do. Today we started off visiting Pacific Beach and followed the coastline down to Point Loma and visited Cabrillo National Monument. Cabrillo in the mid 1500’s claimed the San Diego and the surrounding area as the new Spain. On a personal note, I spent many of nights anchored out in the San Diego harbor, able to see the city lights sparkling in our faces and not be able to touch land. We would go out to sea during the day for drills and anchor in the harbor at night to let the CO have an nice night at home.
