Larry and I live in downtown San Diego, and I cannot tell you how many times we walk around the neighborhood and I say, “Jeez, where’s the camera when you need it?” Well, this time I had the camera!
I have seen this guy around the cruise terminal at the port, and other places. This “bicycle” is captivatingly over-dressed, to say it mildly.
We see costumes on people on non-costumey days. One day I saw a gaggle of women dressed in red and purple and immediately recognized them as members of the Red Hat Society. They were fully self-expressed indeed.
If we ever got bored, it would be our own fault. The enticement of living downtown has many facets. We have thought of numerous photo essays we’ll one day do. One particularly appealing one is to capture all the old small hotels tucked around downtown San Diego, in various stages of disrepair.
Did I mention we are within walking distance of probably 400 restaurants of one culinary bent or another? Too great! A fellow USD MBA alum, Darren More, is part owner of two of those restaurants — a relatively new Mexican restaurant called La Puerta at 901 Fourth Avenue, and the other is Confidential (www.confidentialsd.com) also on Fourth Avenue. Both are excellent culinary experiences, just down the street from one another.
For women readers only: Could you imagine living across the street from Ralphs grocery store AND Nordstrom? We live in the Marina District just far enough away from the Gas Lamp that we can’t hear the music until 1 a.m. (but we DO still hear the train at night.)
The downtown San Diego association does an incredible job of keeping the core of our city clean — the trees watered and trimmed, garbage picked up, and homeless who want to go home can get jobs to earn money for a bus ride back to wherever they came from. I feel safe on the street in the evenings. Darned it, here’s what I want to say — I am proud of our downtown San Diego, and very happy to be a resident.



