Due to limited availability for a must-do cabin in the woods with no cell service or internet, my time in LA was just two nights. As such, I spent most of that time catching up with friends and meeting new people. I woke up early in San Diego and hit the road before 8am to begin my journey north on the Pacific Coast Highway, historic 101. I drove through many beach towns, with a destination of Manhattan Beach to meet Skyler for brunch.

Being a Sunday late morning during spring break, the beach was packed and it was hard to find parking. The shortest wait for brunch was 45 minutes, so we walked along the beach while waiting. As our parking meters were nearing expiration and with no hope of finding other spots, we took off to Hawthorne to see the giant SpaceX rocket booster and get a drink at the local brewery.

From there, I drove to North Hollywood, about an hour in the worst traffic I had ever experienced. I met up with Luke and we went to Griffith observatory to see an LA sunset. There was actually no parking, so Luke dropped me off and he drove around for 20 minutes. For dinner we went to Little Pine, Moby’s vegan restaurant. Moby has done a great job promoting his restaurant on Instagram, so it was oddly the highest thing on my LA to-do list besides seeing friends. The food was delicious.

The next morning, Luke and I woke up early after not much sleep, in part due to hitting up a great tiki bar (Tonga Hut) and then watching Walk Hard. After a quick breakfast, I drove about an hour, again in terrible traffic but slightly better thanks to Waze redirects, to Marina Del Rey to go sailing with Yoni. I’ve only been sailing once or twice before, and this experience definitely took the cake. The weather was terrific, the views were beautiful, and the company was great. During my two days in LA, I also got ice cream twice, so I am keeping up with my at-least-one-ice-cream-per-day target.

Tomorrow I take off north towards Santa Barbara, ending my day in Solvang. I plan to visit Venice Beach and perhaps kayak in Santa Barbara or hike around Malibu. We’ll see what the day brings. Although I wasn’t able to see many of the sights of LA or the museums highly recommended by friends, I was able to see my friends and catch up with them, which is more important to me. While I’m in the nice weather, I am going to enjoy it as much as I can, so that means hiking or beach-going for now. And with my quick breeze through LA, I still have plenty left to do for my next visit.

p.s. In case I didn’t already stress it enough, the parking situation in LA is terrible. The city is huge and cars are everywhere and parking was still impossible to come by! Even quieter residential streets were packed with parked cars. Similarly, I’ve experienced some of the worst traffic of my life here. And I thought traffic and parking in Boston was bad….on a positive note, if that’s my biggest complaint about LA, then I’m doing pretty well here 🙂

Being so close to the border, it’s easy to cross into Mexico for a short time. As a result, Ankit and I decided to go to Tijuana for dinner. Right before the border is an outlet mall with ample parking. I’m told that just after Thanksgiving people visit from Mexico, buy out all the deals, and then sell everything for a huge profit in Mexico. It’s pretty amusing and quintessentially American that the first thing you see when entering the US is a big shopping complex.

Crossing the border was a breeze. No one even looked at my passport. I guess they’re not too worried about people crossing illegally into Mexico. Once there, we called an Uber and went to Telefónica Gastro Park, a cute outdoor beer garden with tons of food trucks. Locals were enjoying their Saturday night out at dinner, some families and friends at tables and couples at the bar.

I don’t speak any Spanish but it turned out not to be a big problem. Though the servers’ English was limited, I could just point to things that I wanted. There was a vegetarian food truck, so I knew I’d be safe with anything on the menu. I got a delicious burrito with fake pork, guac, beans, lettuce, and cheese. I also got a beer, though I had no idea what I ordered until it showed up. Modelo Especial is pretty good.

While this gastro park had a rather American feel to it, what with the brewery and food trucks, it was pretty different from what we saw of Tijuana on the ride there. Though we were just a few miles across the border, it felt like a different world. Most cars had some cosmetic damage, roads were dirtier, almost every storefront had steel rollup gates. Beyond the Spanish speakers and use of pesos, it was clear that I was no longer in the US.

Returning to the US proved almost as easy as entering Mexico, much to my surprise. The line at passport control was maybe 5 to 10 minutes, but with Global Entry, Ankit and I could just cut to the front. The border agent asked me where I was going (San Diego) and whether I wanted to declare anything (no), and he let me through in about 10 seconds. Then we were back in the land of freedom, immediately greeted by Panda Express and Carl’s Junior at the shopping center.

My cousin was shocked when she heard that I wasn’t bringing a bluetooth speaker on my trip. I didn’t think it was that big a deal. Apparently it is. So I went out and got a Bose Soundlink Micro. A friend of mine recently started working at Bose and he asked me to do an unboxing and first impression. As a mechanical design engineer who develops consumer products, I often get more excited about the packaging than using the product. So here goes.

The box is fairly standard. There is a paper sleeve around a cardboard box with a plastic clip on top for retail racks. Not shown in the image above is a sealed clear plastic film, which I quickly removed with a knife. I insert the knife from the top down the paper sleeve so as to not cut anything except the plastic film.

After removing the paper sleeve, there is a black matte cardboard case that houses the speaker. It is split into a top portion and bottom portion that fit together nicely with some overlap. The cardboard itself is impressively thick and sturdy. A vacuum formed plastic piece is glued to the top portion that helps hold the speaker in place. Protecting the speaker is a thin foam film in a clamshell shape.

Once I took the speaker out, I know that there were goodies underneath for me. However, it was unclear how to get to them. You see the square in the middle of the vacuum formed plastic housing on the bottom half of the case? That’s not actually plastic—it’s a hole to a paper envelope underneath. It took me a bit to figure out and I couldn’t get a good drip on the plastic to remove it. Ultimately, I just had to flip the whole box upside down.

My goodies turned out to be that envelope full of papers that I didn’t look at and a very short USB cable. The product had a good weight to it, but it wasn’t too heavy. The weight suggested it was the real deal. The product enclosure is a tacky, rubbery black material, as is becoming more common in these kinds of consumer products. I’m not sure whether Bose led the charge on this material change, but I recall seeing it in earlier Soundlinks. It feels nice and approachable, telling you that it can take some damage or be thrown into a bag to go to the beach. There’s even a nifty strap on the back so you can attach it to things.

When I went to turn it on, I was disappointed to find that it wasn’t charged. As most products like this come with about a half charge, I was very surprised that I would need to wait before I could use it. Thankfully, it charged to 40% fairly quickly so I got to test out the sound.

Bose products have always produced incredible sound and I was not disappointed here. For a speaker so small, it was able to go to pretty low frequencies. Similarly, some of the softer sounds that often get lost on cheap speakers came through wonderfully. I say this just from listening to the first 30 seconds of Hotel California.

10/10

The last time I was in San Diego I got seagulled in the forehead while walking along the beach. An unexpected aerial attack, at first I didn’t realize what had happened as white ooze slowly covered my sunglasses lenses. A group sitting on the patio of a restaurant immediately realized what happened and offered me their cloth napkins. I was too stunned to know what was going on, but I expect everyone was laughing because it was hilarious.

Fast forward more than six years and I am back on the beach in San Diego at La Jolla Cove. The seaguls are swooping low and fast, some just a yard above my head. Ever caution I keep my eyes up so that I can better evade bombardment.

However this time it was a pelican that had its sights on me. Swooping from my six, when the bird was about three yards in front of me and two yards above me when it dropped its cargo. My vision locked on target, I saw what was happening and quickly jumped to my right, narrowly avoiding splatter by about a yard.

Birds aren’t real and they know I’m onto them.

I’ve been on the west coast now for just over two weeks, almost all of which I would classify as intense adventuring. First skiing Tahoe, then walking San Francisco until my feet could no longer take it, then drinking my way through Napa with my dad, then hiking Joshua Tree for three days with my mom and David, and now wandering San Diego.

In my regular life, I can work long hours and fill my free time going out with friends, but I always have time for breaks. A typical day will usually include about thirty minutes of doing nothing with my cat. I often have a daily routine that is predictable, with few scheduling surprises. Now, without a routine I often find myself in a different city at the end of a day, constantly unpacking and packing my bags. More, I always have some big fears in the back of my mind: when and where will I get my next meal? If I get sick, where will I go and how will it impact my plans? It can be exhausting.

Originally, my plan for this trip was to know what it is like to not have anything to do, and being on the west coast away from home would be the ideal place to experience just that. Now that I am here, I am at risk of having too much to do, because I want to see everything where ever I am before I leave. Of course I will not see all of San Diego in three days, for example, but I want to make the best use of my time. I also want to keep up with this blog. While not directly time consuming, I can sometimes not be in the mood to write, and it can take an hour or two of staring at Wikipedia before I am.

What I am learning is that I require more time to recharge and relax than I originally thought. This morning I went to a yoga class for the first time in a few weeks. This evening I spent much of my time inside by myself. I know I can’t go non-stop forever, and even though I might be missing some San Diego Friday nightlife, I also know that I cannot sustain myself on this trip without taking some quiet time for myself.

A few years ago, I read the book Quiet by Susan Cain. It could reasonably be referred to as the introvert’s bible, as it describes the hidden power of introverts in a world that generally favors the extroverted. As a general rule of thumb, I don’t tend to like labels like introvert and extrovert, as it risks pigeonholing people in a fairly rigid category. Rather, I prefer to describe people as having traits that fall within the model of introvert or extrovert or what have you. Having said that, I tend to have some traits of introversion and others of extroversion with more of the former. Cain describes such a person as an ambivert, and I feel that such a description reflects me fairly well.

Some have told me that ambiverts have the best of both worlds, but I’ve found there is more nuance to it. I cannot pick and choose. If I spend too many days at home reading, I get stir crazy. If I spend too much time out, I get mentally fatigued and need to retreat home. For me, I have come to realize that I need to context shift quite a bit. In my day-to-day life at home, it has become second-nature to me. In this new world of traveling the west coast with no routine and no particular schedule, I need to pay more attention to maintaining the right balance. Sometimes I’ll need to do less to feel as if I’ve done more. I’d say that’s a good insight to gain.

After the zoo, I decided to spend some time exploring Balboa Park, hoping to find a quiet shady place to read for a bit before dinner. On the map was the Japanese Friendship Garden, so I found a parking spot nearby.

As an aside, parking is extraordinarily easy in San Diego. There are parking lots everywhere and red paint on curbs tells you clearly where you cannot park. Almost all parking is free.

My first California experience at a Japanese garden, you may recall, was a few weeks ago when I was in San Francisco at Golden Gate Park. I was surprised to find that they charged a $9 admission to enter the garden. This San Diego garden, I now thought, must be free, especially if it’s called a “Friendship Garden”. If you have to pay for it, so the line-of-thought goes, then it’s not friendship.

Unfortunately, the garden charged a $12 entry fee, so I decided to find another park. Continuing my stroll around Balboa Park, I found a few other gardens and places to sit.

After a while, I began to crave ice cream, as I often do, so I searched for ice cream places with more than 4 stars on Yelp. I found Hammond’s Gourmet Ice Cream and drove over to North Park, where, once again, parking was a breeze. This was to be my second of four ice creams in the course of about 48 hours.

Today, I went to Torrey Pines State Reserve with my friend and walked to the peak and then down to the beach bluffs. Along the way, we spotted a rattlesnake in the bushes who was doing its best to ignore us. OK, I’m pretty tired right now and am going to stop for the night. Enjoy some pictures of Torrey Pines.

It’s been about 18 years since I’ve been to the San Diego Zoo, when as a ten-year-old I ran ahead of my parents to see the pandas and subsequently got lost. While I managed to find my way back to them with relative ease (As I approached park staff after getting lost: “where are the pandas?” “Are you lost? Do you need help finding your parents?” “No. Where are the pandas?”), I didn’t understand quite how big and complex that zoo can be. Were it not for their map app with GPS location, I would have gotten lost several times in search of the pandas.

Known as one of the best zoos in the world, the San Diego Zoo lived up to its reputation. For everyone who recommended things to do in San Diego, the zoo was always at the top of the list. I spent four hours there and there was still plenty left to see. The food was even half decent! ($18 for a salad with feta, cranberries, and walnuts plus a side of carrots and celery).

I promised myself that I wouldn’t take any pictures because it’s hard to get good pictures of animals in a zoo. I took a bunch of pictures anyway. Enjoy.