Ah, sunny Encinitas, California. Woke up yesterday around 9:30, hung out for a little bit, then we all went to the store to grab some food for the house, and for a sweet dinner I’m going to make (more on that later). We then went to a little shopping plaza, which was crazy upscale, and split up, two of going to buy some coffee, the other wo looking for sandals. We hit this shop called The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, a chain, we found out, but one that still has the feel of an indy shop. We made conversation with the kids behind the counter, who were very friendly, and certainly not afraid to recommend to us another coffee shop closer to where we are staying. After that, we hit an upscale chocolaterie, just to check it out. I may see about buying something there for a certain someone back home.
Once we got back and unloaded the groceries, we hit the beach. I wasn’t really planning on swimming, since the water was freezing and the air temperature didn’t seem to be warm enough to merit it, but in retrospect I’m very glad I did. The water was cold, yes, but it was quickly forgotten, as we body surfed the huge waves, which broke right over our heads and pummeled us towards the shore. Afterward, we lay in the sun for a bit, came in, watched a movie, and then departed for Erin’s aunt’s house. Her aunt is the one who owns this beach house, so we all decided it would be a nice gesture to go and meet her.
She cooked us a wonderful pasta dinner, and even catered to my own vegetarian lameness. She seemed to be a very lively woman, very friendly and talkative. Her one daughter though…ugh. She was a bit of a pain. Twelve years old, though she looks probably sixteen, she romped about the whole night bugging basically everyone. The best part was how much attention she seemed to pay to me, and I say best with utmost sarcasm. She kept staring at me the whole time, every time I looked around at people, if I passed over her, she was watching me. During dinner, she smacked the bill of my hat down. A little later she knelt on the ground next to me and decided to make conversation.
“How’s your life going?”
“Uh, good..Having a pretty cool road trip right now.”
“Where’s your final destination?”
“Oh, well here, San Diego.”
“So you mean me right?”
She pressed the idea that my destination was her, whatever that means, but I would not concede. Weird little girl.
Then we went to visit Erin’s cousins, two Marines living nearby. They’re alright guys, didn’t get to hang out with them much. But, they’re coming to dinner tonight, so maybe we’ll get to know them better.
Today started out with cereal. Albertson’s Cranberry Almond, pretty good stuff. We then drove out to Mission Bay, and we rented us some jet skis. Hell. Yeah.
I’ve never been on a jet ski before, and I must say, it is the most fun I’ve ever had on the water. I don’t know that I’ve ever traveled at 50 mph on the water before, but if I have, it was never so exposed. I felt like I was going to get tossed off often when I wasn’t driving, but when I had the throttle in my hand, whoo! I was a maniac. I did it all, I jetted through the bay at top speed, I jumped off the other ski’s wake, I created a whirlpool and came back and drove through it. It was such a thrilling experience, to be travelling so fast over the water, while being a small enough craft to be able to get tossed around by what seem to be small swells. Honestly, if I could do it every day, I would.
Then, for lunch, we hit a sweet little cafe called Zanzibar. Apparently it’s been around for like 18 years, and is a fantastic little cafe. The menu is plentiful and surely delicious. I got a veggie sandwich, which was phenomenal. The salad it came with surprised me in its simplicity, as it turned out to be a wealth of flavor. This is by far the best restaurant we have eaten at yet.
Tonight, I’m making grilled chicken, which will be accompanied by an avocado salad and potatoes. I’m cooking for us four, plus Erin’s two cousins, so hopefully it will be a successful meal.
I’ve got to start marinating the chicken now, so this post is OVER.