Its weird being a small town girl visiting a big city.
Even if that “big city” I only three million people (As far as big cities go, not really that big)
I’m not going to say I dislike it; I mean I enjoy being able to walk places.
I like the idea that in the a.m. I can go for a run on the beach minutes from the lobby of our hotel.
I like the fact that I can walk three blocks to Jimbo’s the local natural market.
I don’t like the constant beep beep honk honk of the trolley and train going by all damn night long.
I prefer the sounds of birds, stellar jays squawking and even my neighbors annoying roosters.
But the city is a great place to visit for a few days and enjoy being able to walk down town at night and have some drinks.
Its nice how down town is a walkable distance. I don’t think I could ever live any where like this, be it San Diego or London, but it is nice to get away for a few days and see what it’s like to be in the city.
This evening as the sun set into the Pacific Ocean covered in a mist of clouds I walked down Front Street behind a guy my age who was taking his German Shepherd for a walk down the paved streets and I thought to myself, how sad, that dog deserves to be running in a forest through pine trees and wild flowers not on a lease through city streets, horns blaring in the distance.
And I guess that was what life in the city comes down to for both people and animals alike.
Pretty city sunset though. (Taken from our hotel rooms balcony)
And I guess that was what life in the city comes down to for both people and animals alike.
Pretty city sunset though. (Taken from our hotel rooms balcony)