8 posts tagged “san diego”
Please be patient with me faithful readers....errr all 2 of you (lol) I am buried under some things, at the moment, that are keeping me from thinking rationally enough to post coherently.
In the meantime, enjoy my final pictures of San Diego. This is Fort Rosecrans Cemetary at Pt Loma. It has always fascinated and humbled me as we drive past it to the monument up on the point....it is definitely a place for reflection and a place of honour.
For you my friend. Its looking up the coast towards La Jolla from Sunset Cliffs.
I have a secret to share. Sometimes I call up my pictures of this lovely area and just stare at them...to me they are so calming and peaceful.
I need to take up a collection. Contribute to the "move Pam to San Diego" fund. I take paypal.
Enjoy the view.
So, I thought I would throw up another photo from the San Diego trip. This is one from up in the La Jolla area. There is a Church just off the interstate there. I believe it is a mormon church (feel free to correct me if I am wrong) and at night when it is lit up like it is here, it is very ethereal looking. The moon happened to be rising just beyond it so caught it in the picture for moods sake.
I dunno, for some reason this particular picture makes me think of Sleeping Beauty's castle.
Pat, I am sure you will know what church this is...
I gotta say I just love my little 50mm lens.
enjoy.
Apparently a rather large ship...cruise, or something, was out there in the distance and it was passing by as the sun set. Its hard to see in the above photo, but zooming in on it in PSE it is a clear silouette...not to mention that the colors in this photo were breathtaking and might find a home on one of my walls in the living room.
Enjoy.
Kiwi hubby and I went to San Diego last weekend for a wonderful get-away-from-reality, type get away.
As I already mentioned it was all it should have been and more. The Omni was a great place to stay, very central to all the goings on for a hit and happenin' down town area. We were right on the edge of the Gaslamp quarter, next door to Petco ball park (Padres home) the mass transit (electric tram) was right next door and that is THE best way to get around. We like to ride it just to see what areas it goes to, it costs something like $5 for an all day pass. We took it to dinner for Mikes Birthday, over to "Little Italy" and found a GREAT little Italian restaurant. The atmosphere was incredible, reminded me of an authentic Italian street, much like the Paris in Las Vegas has dressed up its interior to resemble the quaint, eccentric look of the streets and villages of France. Anyway the name of the place is Mimmos and the food is exquisite. The Tiramisu is to DIE for. Absolutely home made and made fresh. Puts Olive Garden to shame and now I am spoiled. Will be very hard to go back to chain Italian rests.
Ok so anyway back to the shopping. One of our favourite places to hang out, especially to get coffee, or expresso is something called Upstart Crow and it is located in Seaport Village just a quick tram ride from our hotel. So off we went and had our morning coffee whilst browsing some of their eclectic book selections. We finished and headed out to explore some of the other stores in the village and also to enjoy the sea breeze blowing in over the harbor.
By accident we stumbled on a brand new little place called The Cabbage Tree. For those who are familiar with New Zealand you will know what the cabbage tree is . As for me, I am a silly american who had no idea so we went in and asked the proprietor. She was a lovely women who told us the story. Even Mike was not sure and he is a Kiwi! Some Kiwi, I worry that he is loosing touch with his NZ heritage. She told us something about how when Cook discovered NZ his crew was suffering from scurvy. They found these trees and cooked the leaves which looked and tasted much like cabbage. Not sure if it is true, but is sounded plausible. We had a great time browsing and looking at the imports from their native homeland. Mike bought me a necklace made from Paua shell, which is similiar to abalone, very pretty, rainbow-y looking thing. Anyway, it was fun to talk to the owners Mikes accent is not near as pronounced as theirs were, and for that I am a little disappointed. I love the accent and love to listen to Mike talk, but I fear that he is getting to "americanized" He no longer says things like "rubbish" "g'day", brilliant" and "peckish" its now garbage, hi, cool and hungry. After our visit to The Cabbage Tree, I silently vowed that I would get Mike back to NZ as soon as is feasable.
As it turns out I did go dark this weekend, as per my prior post...but the reason had nothing to do with not having the lappy or no internet access. We, Mike and I, had a great time going here and there and just enjoying each other.
I did bring the laptop, we did have internet access (great thing these nicer resorts are springing for the wireless access - so it was no charge) but I have to confess in the whole scheme of things, I enjoy being with my husband more then I enjoy blogging for people here :wink: sorry to break it to you this way, but I am sure you will deal ok.
My difficulties at work are still rearing their ugly heads and I spent a good deal of time on the phone Friday night - in our gorgeous room, in gorgeous San Diego, trying to sort it. Things happened when I was not there on Friday - things that should not have happened and I have an irate mom who called me to "discuss" the goings-on. Of course her child gave "moms" his side of the story, and in moms eyes there can be no other side. I, on the other hand, have a more unbiased eye and have a hunch that there are a few more sides to the story. And I intend on hearing those sides today as I return back to the lions den. Then I will decide what will happen and who, if anyone, will suffer the wrath of Ms. R.
I did manage to yank the camera out of the bag and snap a few while on mini vacations. A few less then I intended, but for some reason I was rarely (if ever, really) inspired this weekend. One thing that remains constant in my ever changing life and head - if I don't feel inspired, then what comes out of the camera is basically useless and mundane. So I have not looked at my photos yet. They remain on my photo cards, patiently waiting my scrutiny. One other issue that does not help, my photo editing software ( Photoshop Elements) took a dump at some point. I tried to edit a picture I took on Thursday night - I was cleaning the camera and wanted to make sure my efforts were not wasted (dust on the sensor seems to be a big prob for me and this camera, so wanted to make sure it was cleaned well - I just hate messing with sensors) and got a big error message as I was trying to pull up Elements. Double UGH.
Now I am not a bad photographer, in fact probably better then alot when it comes to taking decent pics right out of the camera, but photoshop and elements are sort of like my security blanket. I know it is there IF I need it, tweaking the color sat, adjusting levels, contrast, adding a filter, etc. Now I know that I can't do that I am nervous to look at them.
My pictures are like my children. This weekend I "gave birth" to approx 200 of those baby's. and I have nothing to swadle them in, nothing to feed them and no where to sleep. Strange analogy, but fitting.
So as soon as I can figure something out with Elements I will show you my pictures. If any are worth sharing! Have I also told you that I am a perfectionist and have a very critical eye - ESPECIALLY for my own work.
Coincidentally, this weekend is my sweet fuzzy foreign husbands birthday, so we are going to escape for the weekend. We are both taking Friday off and leaving for the coast. Its starting to heat up here in the desert Southwest, so a nice cool ocean breeze, a walk along the beach squishing sand between our toes, waking up to have coffee on the balcony in the morning overcast foggy light, and exploring things that might inspire me to memorialize them in photography has a great deal of appeal.
Its these weekend escapes that I bless the site Priceline. So far for about the last 2 years we have used Priceline to make our reservations, and have been deliriously happy with the results. Since we are well acquainted with the San Diego area, I just plug in the areas we want to stay ( which are normally either coastal or downtown) and name a price. We have managed to score 4 star accommodations at less the $100.00/night for nearly all of our trips. Normally these resorts have price tags of $200.00 and up a night.
The current rez has us staying at a resort that is adjacent to the Petco ball park - where the Padres play. Sadly they do not have a home stretch this weekend and thus probably the reason that this rez request went through. It has a couple of skywalks that go directly to the entrance of the ballpark. The lights will be dark there this weekend, but I am sure we can find many, many other things to do, not the least of which is hanging out on the beach.
At this point I am not sure if I will bring the lappy, so I might also be dark this weekend, but will be back HOPEFULLY well rested, well sated, well loved, and, well, ready to take on the last two months of school.
My husband and I needed a break so off we went this past weekend to one of our most fav of all destinations for weekend getaways, San Diego CA. (the attached picture is of the downtown skyline seen from Coronado Island at about midnight. I loved taking it and when I need a mental vacation I just sit and gaze at it) ANYWAY...we stayed at the Hilton in the gaslamp district this time around and am soooooo glad that we did. I usually push for a beach front or something up in La Jolla, but this time we went with downtown. What a great place to just explore! We bought a day pass on the rail that runs through most of down town and up to El Cajon, through Mission Valley and back down to Old Town. We got off at several stops and just walked, talked, ate, shopped and most of all laughed. That seems to be what "Kiwi" and I do best, laugh. BTW Kiwi is my hubby's named for the fact that he is a New Zealander and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE his accent. Which brings me to the point of this post.
I am sitting here with tummy rumbling thinking about how barren my kitchen is when the noise in my stomach caused me to recall a most wonderous meal we had while visiting SD this weekend. We were walking up and down the gaslamp area wondering if we wanted american, italian, thai, or......we happened on a little place called "Bondi". WOW An Australian adventure! Hard to say more then that when my salivatory glands are now kicked into over drive. The place is populated with Aussies, so the accents left me in heaven. But more then that the staff is incredibly friendly, fun and baudy! Our waiter was named Steve and he was a hoot. My husband was in his home environment and we lingered longer then we do in most places, even after done eating. It was just fun being there. Everyone from patrons to staff had smiles on their faces. Steve introduced me to apple juice and sprite to drink (since I am not huge on alcohol) YUM. The food was great! I had an organic roasted chicken and a vegetable roulade that was out of this world. Kiwi had some sort of aussie done up rib eye that he loved and had some sausage looking things for appetizers. The decor in that place is eye popping. Very art deco, nuvo red brown black and chrome...great large metal sculptures and large baskets that surround some of the tables towards the front of the rest monitors on all walls that show pictures of OZ along with some of the indiginous wild life. We happened to be there the night that Crowed House was playing a concert over at Half Moon Bay, and were so notified of this by Steve. Kiwi immediatly started drooling and pleading with me to go we also learned that the members of Crowded House had eaten at Bondi the previous night. I thought Kiwi was going to cry 'cuz we missed seeing them, awwww. But back to the restaurant...
Chairs could be a bit more comfy, but the atmosphere and food and fun more then make up for it. It has become a favourite of ours and we will be seen there again very soon I am sure.!!! its a must go.