The Hubby and I like to take little vacations within vacations so that the two of us can spend quality time together. You know, quality time that isn't trapped inside a vehicle for twenty hours. We went to San Francisco the last time we were in California. This time, we decided to go south and visit San Diego.
Our first stop was Mission Basilica San Diego de Alcala, the Mother of the Missions. Guess whose idea that was? Hubby is a history fanatic. He literally gave me a lesson an hour ago on why Hitler thought America couldn't be defeated in WWII. "America's been kicking ass for 236 years!"
Although I wasn't super interested in the history behind the mission, the gardens were really beautiful and it was a convenient stop for us since we had some time to kill before our check-in time.
My husband is the type of person who will read every single sign inside a museum.
Here he is reading another sign.
After he was finished reading all of the signs, we got back in the car and drove to our hotel. His beard was getting out of control at this point. Yuck.
We stayed at the Omni Hotel, which was beautiful and in a prime location.
Our hotel room had a view of the convention center and the extremely loud railroad tracks. Comic Con was scheduled to begin the day after we left and I was so envious of all the pass holders we saw walking around town.
Our parking lot had no in and out privileges so we stayed in the area that evening and took it easy. The Gaslamp Quarter in San Diego is like a classier and less smelly version of San Antonio's Riverwalk.
For dinner, we settled on La Puerta because all their drinks and appetizers were half off during happy hour. We definitely felt disgusting eating bar food as a meal, but those carne asada fries were delicious.