We spent our first day in San Diego sleeping in and hanging out at the pool. We were in dire need of relaxation because all the being on vacation stuff is exhausting... in the evening we went out for dinner with Ruth and Roger at the same place we had dinner at with Yessi, their daughter, in Walnut Creek, San Francisco. The next day we took the trolley (public transportation thingy) to Oldtown, which literally is a town designed to look like it's set during the colonial period. The employees in the dozens of shops were even dressed that way. Ugh. We made our way to whaley house because apparently it's the most haunted place in the US. We walked through the house in 10min. We didn't even get a tour. We paid 18 dollars for a piece of paper and a stroll through a stinky old house. 0/10, would not recommend. We decided we didn't want to stay there any longer so we took the trolley to the infamous Gaslamp Quarter. We sat down at a bar for some chardonnay, surprise surprise. Afterwards we got our nails done at this fun place run by a couple of hilarious Vietnamese women. We had dinner at a vegan restaurant called Donna Jean.
On thursday we had the brilliant idea of joining Ruth and her friends for crossfit, after doing nothing but eat and drink for the past weeks. We knew it was gonna be bad when one lady pulled out her asthma spray to prepare for the class. Yes, we died. After that we went home to change because we had plans to go to the movie theater to watch "The Dark Tower". We were not impressed. Next we went to a restaurant called Café Gratitude and boy THAT was amazing. We shared a vegan tiramisu for dessert. It was not as good as the "original" version but it came pretty pretty close. The day after we had the honor of eating Ruth's homemade veganized soy-chorizo burritos for breakfast. That breakfast was one of the top 3 meals we had thus far. After breakfast we had to soak our full bellies and sore muscles in the soothing waters of the hot tub. Our lives surely are exhausting. In the late afternoon we dressed up and went to the suspended bridge, a San Diego landmark. After having taken a quadrillion pictures we walked to Little Italy for drinks and dinner at a -wait for it- Italian restaurant. We had specifically chosen a place serving pasta because we had to fill up our stomachs for pub crawl. The pub crawl turned out to be really cool. We met a recently divorced mother, a girl who had just broken off her engagement and lots of other really happy people. We got home at 1am, just like the responsible girls we are. On Saturday we went to Ocean Beach, or as the locals call it, OB. To be honest we didn't enjoy it that much. It was heavily overcast and the wind was pretty chilly. After hanging around at the beach we decided to get a pedicure and Mexican take-out at this vegan place Ruth's one friend had suggested to us. We took an Uber home and ate the biggest burritos we had ever seen. We watched the last couple of twilight movies and laughed our butts off because of the bad CGI.
On Sunday Roger drove us to Coronado Island where we rented bikes and drove to the other side of the island to the most beautiful beach we've seen so far. We spent our day sunbathing and occasionally dipping our feet into the ice cold ocean. Having enough of soaking up all the rays, we brought our bikes back and had drinks at the famous Hotel del Coronado. After having taken the ferry back to the mainland, we got some food at Café Gratitude and headed straight home to watch the season finale of Game of Thrones [screams internally].
The next day Ruth made us breakfast again. That time it was called Chilaquiles, which is some kind of nacho-cheese-salsa-cilantro-avocado thingy that she mixed together. It was absolutely fantastic. What a surprise. After eating too much again - not surprised at all - we went to La Jolla, where we hoped for a nice sunny day at the beach. Our dreames were already crushed when the uber driver said that there was overcast down the coast. He was right, it was hella cloudy. Our mood was brightened immediately when we heard the sounds of seals and sealions. The La Jolla cove is their daily chilling-place. We spent some time figuering out the differences between seals and sealions (the latter are the ones with the funny noise), before we went for a refreshing drink at a rooftop bar - non alcoholic, since it was only afternoon and we tried to be reasonable for once.
We dressed up as fancy as we could regarding the amount of nice clothes we brought (still wearing sneakers obviously) and went to a restaurant called Bali Hai. It was on Shelter Island and had a beautiful view over the San Diego skyline.
On Tuesday we were brave enough to go to crossfit again. It wasn't as bad as the first time, we still died of course. We rewarded ourselves by going to the Outlet by the border, a huge outlet right next to the Mexican border. You could even see to the other side, that was pretty cool. We had a lot of fun shopping. It was the first time since our trip started that we actually spent money on something other than food and wine. With three pairs of shoes each we were quite successful, don't you agree? We had Ruths homemade food for lunch at Marissas place in Chula Vista. It was some kind of cheese-guacamole-salsa-taco thingy again, very delicious!
For dinner we went to a Japanese place called 'Underbelly' with Ruth and Roger, which we finished off with cake at 'The Extraordinary Dessert'. Wanna guess how it was? - It was extraordinary, lol.
The day before we left San Diego we literally just chilled by the pool all day and Ruth cooked her famous potato tacos for dinner (again some kind of avocado-salsa-cilantro-tortilla thingy). We just couldn't get enough of it.