Last weekend was perfect. Spent in good company with my cousin Tony, who recently moved to San Diego, Adrian and myself. Finding ourselves 2,886 miles away from home we chased high's and low's all over San Diego. They say "misery loves company" but this was different, this felt soothing. Knowing you're not alone on this journey, you know the one where you're completely stripped from your comfort zone and placed in a completely new environment. New jobs, new friends, new adventures. It all has been a humbling experience, spiked with growing p a i n s.
Just finished listening to a podcast stating that it is physically impossible to experience fear and gratitude simultaneously. That our minds and our hearts are in constant communication with each other. Not only the brain releasing signals to the heart, but the heart also releasing signals to our brains. But what many of us fail to realize is that the mind is great for strategy and planning but the heart is for feeling and experiencing. For example, if you bite into an apple your mind might start thinking, is it organic? is the peel stuck in my teeth? Should I have gotten the Fiji versus Gala apple? But the heart, the heart will simply feel joy and satisfaction.
The focus here, is on the bigger picture. Moving to the West serves a purpose in our Life's book and the chapters we write here won't always be filled with sunshine but that is exactly what is required. See, we must let our hearts feel because it is in darkness where we find how capable we are as individuals to accomplish, to surpass and to heal. How chasing fears actually brings quality to our lives.
It was only 48 hours, mostly drunken hours (shhh), but joy and peace was present. Maybe it was the views, maybe it was the company, whatever it was, these digital breadcrumbs serve as gentle reminders.
Now for the FUN stuff:
I can't recommend any lodging spots because I stayed with my cousin in Mission Hills, which had an omnipresent kind of view. His balcony consisted of views of Downtown San Diego, San Diego Airport, highways and some local streets, it was strangely relaxing. We caught sunsets, just watching the planes take off.
At Ocean Beach we visited the Belching Beaver Brewery, where we had a flight of beers. Our favorites consisted of Peanut Butter Milk Stout, Me so Honey, Pumpkin Spice and Hop Highway 78 IPA.
Mount Soledad, was our rest stop. Sitting on an 822ft hill, the views of the mountains, city and ocean were perfect. And of course, after a few beers, let's just say we were smitten with all the dogs in the park, lol.
After beers comes, TACOS! We grubbed on some smoked fish and skirt steak tacos at Oscar's Mexican Seafood spot on N. Pacific Beach. HIGHLY recommend it if you're ever in the area.
Most of the images below are from Black's Beach and La Jolla Cove. La Jolla Cove was filled with the cutest/chunkiest seals! Not something you see everyday in Jersey.
We ended our night thirsty at Ballast Point Brewery (a San Diego Based brew) in Little Italy. I opted for something light and crispy which lead me to the OG Passionfruit Blonde 6% ABV. BOMB!
Time was limited & there were a lot of places I am probably not mentioning, but I'll update once I remember. Nonetheless, I'll be back San Diego...