Showing posts with label San Diego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Diego. Show all posts

Friday, October 19, 2012

DAY 58- Exit Interviews & San Diego Zoo & MENSA Candidates...

I get up with stiff legs from yesterday’s bike ride and I just didn’t feel ambitious enough to go for a quick spin on my bike around Chula Vista.  So I reset my alarm and slept in a bit.  I was down for breakfast at El Primero about 8:30AM, and this morning I appeared to be the only one.  I had a quick breakfast out on their outdoor patio area where you can hear a bit of the street noise from Third Ave but it’s more of a hum in the background.  As I was almost done with my breakfast, the husband of couple who own and run the hotel sits down across from me and says, “Okay, so I need to get your exit interview over with.”  Exit interview? What!?!?
Photos- The El Primero Lobby and the patio area where breakfast is served.


He says he meets all kinds of guests from all over and he likes to learn a little more before they leave.  He asked me what I did and then I started talking about my adventure.  Then, the conversation turned to him and his wife and how they got into the hotel business.  They used to buy fixer upper properties and turn them over after they did some work on them.  This hotel was one of the properties that they had purchased and started fixing up.  They were about half way through fixing up and had some really good offers but they were hoping to get a little more if they finished.  The housing/property values in the area crashed and all of the prospective buyers disappeared.  They had this property and were stuck with it.  So they decided that they would go ahead and run it.  That was about 8 years ago.  He says it’s been an adventure for him and his wife.  They’ve met people from over 64 different countries and from all walks of life.  He said he’s really enjoyed it even though it’s a 24-7 type of occupation.

In about another hour I was off heading north on I-5 towards the San Diego Zoo which was the main reason I had come to San Diego.  San Diego Zoo is the crème de la crème of all zoos.  I was SO looking forward to this.  I muddled my way through the Google directions and parked my car in the E Section of the HUGE parking lot.  I definitely needed to remember where I parked my car in this lot or I would be wondering for hours and possibly days trying to locate it.
Photo- A HUGE elephant!

I follow the mob of people and they lead me to the front entrance of the Zoo.  I was expecting more of a line but there were three ticket windows open and maybe two or three people in line at each.  Of course, it was the middle of a school week so that might have helped out with it being not too busy.  I purchased my ticket and then immediately went to the information booth.  I told the lady this was my first time to the zoo and I wanted to get make it a good experience.  She happily welcomed me and got out a map.  She explained about the different bus tours and transportation that was available throughout the Zoo.  She also explained some high lights that I might want to check out while I was here too.  She then helped direct me to the guided tour bus ride that covers about 70% of the park on its 45 min tour through the park.
Photo- Mom and her kids.

I got in line for the guided tour bus ride and it was rather long but they were double decker buses and they came about every 15 minutes.  I waited maybe about 35 minutes to get on the third bus that showed up.  The bus tour went through the Lost Forest section first and during the whole tour the bus driver is talking over the intercom about the different features of pointing out where animals are when the bus is stopped.  It was a good tour to go on but not one to go on if you wanted to get pictures.  There just were too many other people on the way in the bus and the angles were all wrong too.  I put away the camera after a while and figured I would just enjoy and get a feel for the general feel of the zoo. 
Photo- Best friends; a donkey and a zebra.

It’s a BIG Zoo!  The Zoo is over 100 acres and has over 3500 different species of animals.  Included in a One Day pass, you get unlimited use of the Guided Bus Tour, Express Bus, and the Skyfari Aerial Tram.  I stuck to the buses, and made use especially of the Express Bus that went by 5 different stops within the park about every 15 minutes.  That and walking were the best ways to access most of the park.  They did have some Footsie Wootsie chairs that would vibrate your feet.  I never tried them but I was getting a kick out of watching the people plop a quarter in and watch as their feet were vibrated at a high speed.  I guess I could see how that could help sore feet.  I especially got a kick out of this couple from Australia when they used the machines.  It was too funny listening to their expressions and their accent.
 
Photo- A zookepper scratching a belly!

I managed quite a bit of the Zoo within the few hours that I was there and I saw all kinds of animals such as; giraffes, zebras, donkeys, monkeys, flamingos, polar bears, lions, jaguars, elephants, hippos, and Giant Pandas.  I walked on the Hippo Trail, the Big Cats Trail, the Monkey Trail, and the Fern Canyon Trail.  I visited the Urban Jungle area, Panda Canyon, Asian Passage, Lost Forrest, the New Outback, and the Owens Aviary.  But after a few hours, I had enough of that much walking and that much people with kids.  It was a lot of noise and activity and I’m afraid I had reached my limit.  I swung by the gift shop before I headed out.  I didn’t care for any of the t-shirts that they had but I did find a bumper sticker for the car and some more postcards.  Then, I walked out to my car which I found rather easily.  There were few cars around mine.  All of those people that had parked had already left.
Photo- The Footsie Wootsie chair!

Off I went on Hwy 163 North and on my way towards Palm Dessert where I would be staying for the next couple of nights.  The traffic was heavy in some spots but only when there was a highway patrol that had pulled someone over.  Then, the speeds would pick back up to 70mph plus.  I stuck to the speed limit of 70mph but people were flying by me like I was standing still.  Then, I turned onto Hwy 371 and I was really unsure which direction I was headed but as I was going along the 2 lane highway that curved quite a bit I saw my first REAL high gas price.  At one end of a very small town in the middle of nowhere they showed $5.50/gal.  Yikes!  I had filled up at Chula Vista at $4.39/gal.

Since the last day I drove from Walnut Grove just out of San Francisco, all of the gas prices have risen about $.30/gal in general in California.  But I’ve seen quite a few of the price per gallon stay right around $4.70 in the southern area of California.  It has been on the news here throughout California and the gas companies are blaming it on refinery fires and a major pipeline in the area that broke.  According to the California papers all of the people are up in arms about it but I still see them driving on their crowded highways.
Photo- A wonderful sunset just outside of Palm Desert.

I get to Palm Desert just as the sun is setting and I’m coming in the back way through the mountains.  It’s a beautiful sunset of pinks that are almost a chalky pink with hues of lavender and edged in blue.  Just amazing to look at and I stop at a view area to take a break from the curvy descending road to enjoy the view.

I get checked into the hotel and proceeded to ask the hotel desk if there’s somewhere to go get a burger and a beer.  He looks at me and says there’s not too many in the area and says that he wished there were more because that’s his favorite combo too.  He ends up giving me directions 10 min. down the road to another town that has a restaurant called Beer and Burgers.  I’m driving so far out that just as I’m about to turn around I see the sign in a strip shopping complex.

I go in sit at the counter order a beer and ask for a menu.  As I’m waiting for my order the bartender comes over with 6 beer caps and lays them out in a cross in front of me.  “Here, try this!  Move one cap and form two rows of four.”  WHAT!??!  I look at the guy just down the bar from me and say that I’m not one to jump through hoops.  He laughs.  I move the caps a couple of times but I just don’t get it.  I tell the bartender that I give up and he shows me how it’s done.  Then, after I get done with my burger the bartender brings 5 straws, and lays them all in the same direction spaced evenly apart.  “Move two straws and make something that’s curved.”  WHAT!??!  I look at the guy down the bar again and I say,” Is he a MENSA candidate?” 

The guy down the way helps me with this one and when the bartender comes back and I’ve got it figured out he looks a little disappointed.  Then, the bartender comes back with a glass and two quarters and does another test.  By this time, I feel like I’m being picked on by the bartender.  I start a conversation with the guy down the bar whose name is John.  He’s a salesman for a company and Palm Desert just happens to be centrally located for his work.  I end up telling him about my adventure and he’s very interested and thinks it’s neat that I’m doing it.  He asks me all kinds of questions and it’s really a fun talking with the guy.  I have another beer and then my favorite coffee with Bailey’s kind of my night cap drink and we are still talking away.  The next thing I know John is picking up my tab and is asking me out to dinner for tomorrow night. Okay, I say as he sees me safely to my car and wishes me a goodnight like a true gentleman.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

DAY 56- Shopping, Getting Lost, & Monday Night Football...

The night before I went to do a bit of shopping and grab a bit of dinner at the District which is a shopping area in Santa Ana.  It is within a few blocks of the La Quinta hotel where I was staying.  I take a turn in with a left turn signal and get about half a block and stop.  It’s backed up traffic for the entire area.  I eventually get to a stop sign area where they have a woman directing traffic through the area. 

Then, I realized I am in the wrong lane to get to where I was going.  So I go back around and end up in basically the same place only one lane over.  But I’m just amazed with how busy it is and it’s a Sunday afternoon.  I have my windows rolled down because it’s beautiful southern California weather.  I say out loud,”OMG! How do they ever get any shopping done here?”  Next to me, an Oriental guy and his girlfriend in a black sports car just looked at me in a bit of disgust but didn’t say anything.  I guess I must have said the wrong thing?
Photo- The District shopping complex in Santa Ana.

I finally managed to park out in the boondocks of the Target parking lot and head in.  The store is literally packed.  I’m in a bit of cultural shock here; because if I was in Utah I would have any store that was open almost to myself.  I quickly found what I needed and headed to the shortest line in the place which is still 6 deep.  There’s 4 gals in their early 20’s who look like they are purchasing the entire stock of cotton balls that they have in the place.  A run on cotton balls?!??  That’s a new one.

Next I literally drive through heavy traffic again to get out of the Target parking lot and across the street to a brew pub where I decided to have dinner.  Almost 5 minutes later I’m parked out in the boonies of another parking lot and really questioning my own sanity for even venturing out; so much for the green energy efficient world.  The heffe beer was good and I had some spicy buffalo wings; all on special during the Happy Hour which I felt like this was the only thing that was going right for the night.  Back to the hotel, I went after all of that.

I got in my room and the front desk is calling to check to see if everything with my room was alright.  I mentioned that one of my key cards wasn’t working and the other one I had to play with a bit but past that everything was fine.  The next thing I knew the front desk gal was at my door with two new key cards and making sure they worked for me.  Now THIS is service!  In fact, the next morning I go for breakfast and the lady attendant offers to make me a waffle as I go through the door.  I was wondering if I had a “Need Waffles” sign on my forehead.  But I will say this, if you ever need to stay in Santa Ana, I would recommend the La Quinta.

The goal of this day was to find the Crystal Cove State Park which my friend Diane had recommended to me.  I got the directions off of Google again.  Yes, I know I have not had the best of luck with Google.  Well, this proved to be another failure of Google combined with me; not a good combo.  I skipped to the third line in the directions which was south on Interstate 405.  I asked the helpful gal at the desk how to get to I-405 South.  Next thing I know I’m zooming along south on I-405 looking for an exit number and street name.  Then, I’m looking at the exit numbers and discovering that they were getting smaller and I must have missed it in my skip forward area of the directions.  I turned around at the next exit; taking a right hand turn from the left lane in front of three other cars and no one honked!  DAMN!  These people are too nice or maybe they were glad not to be on the same road as me?

I head back north looking for the exit and the exit numbers jump a couple of numbers; completely skipping the exit number I need.  Oh, this is SO not good!  Okay, I know the general direction of which way I need to go and I see a Harbor Blvd exit sign.  I took it and hoped that it eventually ended up in a harbor by the ocean.  Yes, it’s sad to say but some days that is the extent of my line of reasoning.  I ended up driving west through Costa Mesa and ended up finding Hwy 55 which I found went in the direction I needed and took me to Hwy 1.  My screwed up logical way of thinking paid off. Yahoo!
Photo- The boardwalk path that leads towards the beach at Crystal Cove State Park.

I arrived at my destination and paid a state park fee to get in.  Later, I found out I could have foregone the state fee and gotten a parking validation to a lot more south and across Hwy 1.  Live and learn seems to be the way I go.  I parked the car, put sunscreen on, put misc. stuff in my mini backpack with a towel and off to the beach I went.  It was a gorgeous beach and Diane you were right; it is a relaxing haven along the coast.  I got down the path to the beach and decided to sit down and just relax for a bit.  I spread out my towel and watched a family of three boys with their parents along the beach.  I ate a sports bar and what was left of a diet soda.  I had a pesky seagull eyeing me and my food.  He kept edging towards me.  I put all of the food away and then the gull went off somewhere else.
Photo- Part of a family walking along the beach at Crystal Cove State Park.
Photo- The pesky seagull that was eyeing my sports bar.

After a while, I headed down the beach where I could see cottages and more people.  It was probably about a mile or so and I carried my sandals and walked along the edge of the ocean waves.  It was beautiful weather; blues skies with wispy clouds and right about upper 70’s.  What a way to spend the day, I thought as I walked along.  As I got closer to the cottages, I saw that quite a few of them were actually abandoned old cottages which were owned by the state park service.  There was a fence cording them off from the beach and warning signs were posted. 
Photo- A seagull army looking out to sea?

As I continued along, I saw a stand and a restaurant.  The restaurant was called The Beachcomber; how appropriate.  I walked up to the restaurant and found out that there was an hours waiting time for a table inside or longer if I wanted one outside. Whoa!  I asked if there was somewhere nearby that I could get something cold to drink.  Sure, just go inside and you can sit at the counter.  One, with no waiting! Yes!
Photo- The Beachcomber Restaurant where I had lunch at the counter. No waiting!

I ordered a diet soda and an appetizer of a pita pizza with bacon, sweet sun dried tomatoes, and onions with a bit of brown sugar on it.  Yum!  I watched the people all around in the restaurant and the kitchen staff too; who were right in front of me.  I turned around sometimes to look out the door to where the beach was too.  It was a busy fun place to be.  I watched two guys at a table near me playing rock, paper, and scissors for the last artichoke appetizer they ordered.  It’s so fun people watching.

After that, I headed down the beach the way I came.  I again passed a gal with a metal detector that I had said hi to on the way down.  I asked if she had found anything.  She just shook her head and said,” Just a few coins that’s about it.”  I wished her a good day.  The tide was down quite a bit from where it was on my walk down the beach.  I could see more of the rocks on the shoreline where before they were just bumps of a rock out of the water; now I could see almost all of the rock.  I walked along and heard a vehicle.  A coast guard pickup truck was driving along the beach.  He waved at me as he passed.

I headed back up the path to my car and left the park.  I turned south onto Hwy 1 and within a short bit I was slowly driving through Laguna.  I saw quite a few art galleries but I just wasn’t in the mood to stop.  I’m sure I already was a bit sunburnt even though I put sunscreen on.  I also wanted to get to my hotel in Chula Vista before it was too late in the day.  I wasn’t sure what to expect for traffic in San Diego. 
Photo- Monday Night Football rush hour traffic on the interstate
and motorcycles zooming between cars.

BOY, I was in for a surprise!  I ended up getting stuck in the middle of rush hour traffic for Monday Night Football.  I never thought to check the Monday Night Football schedule before heading into San Diego.  Note to self- check sports schedules the next time you go to a large city that has sports teams.  San Diego was playing the Bronco’s and it was a popular game to see I guess.  It was solid bumper to bumper traffic for almost 12 miles.  The only vehicles that were really moving were the motorcycles that were driving between cars.  That is the way to travel if you are in southern California on a nice day.  But I still found it unnerving watching them go along at quite fast speeds between the cars.  It was probably a good thing that I wasn’t wearing Bronco orange driving through this lot.  Then, I would have never been able to get over for my exit. 
Photo- An oasis from a stress filled day at the El Primero Boutique Hotel.

I eventually got to Chula Vista and got checked into my room and before sunset too.  Tonight I’m staying at El Primero Boutique Hotel which is located in the Third Ave downtown area of Chula Vista.  I located the hotel on the hotels.com website and looked small private and inviting.  The room certainly looked inviting tonight.