san diego is now a memory.

i spent about 4 days in san diego, never once seeing the sun. the weather was portland winter like without the rain. i drove about 30 miles into some mountains and all of a sudden i am in the southwest. it is like 110 degrees and the heat is pounding down so hard you cant even think.

its crazy.

now i am in calexico, catching my thoughts. leaving san diego wasnt the easiest thing, because i had a great time there. going into it i wasnt sure, had some reservations, and by the end of it i wasnt really ready. everyone there was nice, super nice people, very open and giving, supportive and caring, it was amazing.

after being in the northwest for a spell it really is a shock. the northwest is very pretentious. i didnt really think it so much while i was there, but i always knew. here is a quick round up of some things from san diego that i have thought and may or may not remember. i will have another post later detailing my foray into marijuana and the block party. thank you ricky and amy for being very gracious hosts!

i love cats!
there were tons of random cats cruising around the neighborhood i was in, i was loving it. all kinds of cats just milling about casually walking across the streets and some seeing each other some just passing through, i loved watching them. when i was walking back from the beach one time i saw the cutest thing: a cat playing in the sand. it was driving its head into the sand and pushing, then it would pop up like it found something, bat at it and do it all over. i called it and it starting rolling in the sand and i couldnt help but pet it.

the ob minute.
the airport in san diego is positioned right in between ocean beach and downtown, and for whatever reason the planes all fly over the beach. they are still so low to the ground that it completely disrupts conversations, thats the ob minute.

may gray / june gloom
in most of the rest of the places i have been may and june are the preludes to summer and the weather is just starting to get nice and starting to turn. in san diego may and june are the dark months apparently. i was there for the height of may gray, the portland sky transplanting to the beach.

parrots?
i am pretty sure that there is no such thing as a wild cow. i am open to being wrong (and i could just as easily fact check) but i have never heard of them. so too, i thought, parrots were a domesticated bird and didnt really live in the wild anymore. i am sure if i sat to think about it ever it wouldnt take much to realize how crazy it would be to completely domesticate a bird, but whatever. there are flocks of parrots that just cruise around ocean beach, i saw about twenty, up to five at a time. they are so loud! the tropical rooster is what i would call them.

i think that is all the thought catching i had planned, stay tuned for more details of my time in ob (plus pictures). for now i am sweltering in calexico and headed towards bisbee. the plan then is to head north towards colorado territory, then back south again. we'll see how set those plans really are.