Back east in Boston their big problem is nine feet of snow. I’m extremely jealous of their situation. I would love, I ache to have that much snow.
Yet alas, we are in a drought situation here in sunny So Cal.
I just arrived at the beaches of San Diego eighty nine miles from my front door.
It was 91 degrees when I got off the freeway and I was thinking of Bostonians shoveling snow back in Massachusetts where my families roots are ( I talk just like my grandma when I’m drunk. Just ask me to say quarter)
As my mind wandered back to snow and ice and gravel covered roads and my eyes searched the green over pass signs of Del Mar searching for the El Camino Real exit suddenly the traffic ahead of me halted bam!! And thank god for Subaru brakes or I would have rear ended the guy in front of me.
I saw the two wheeler, a blue dolly on the side of the freeway and thought to myself, is this what all the commotion is about?
Than I almost hit a porta potty.
It was exactly in the number one slow lane on the two lane freeway and I swerved into the fast lane as fast as I could safely, than had to swerve back onto the shoulder of the freeway as there was another port a potty in the fast lane!
Thank god the traffic was light on the Del Mar Ted Williams Parkway this morning! That would have been a disgusting mess. My Subaru is built for snow and mud and dirt roads.
It’s not built for this shit
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San Diego is stricken with the feeling that you just missed out on the time when it was an amazing city, that the glory days ended right before you got there. This has been a common feeling there since about 1946.
We’ve had a really mild winter in the Pacific Northwest, too. I also find myself feeling vaguely nostalgic for my time in Boston. There’s a certain magic to a proper winter. That being said, I do not think I will ever miss the Ted Williams Parkway. 😉