Thursday, January 21, 2010
San Diego in the Rain
NOT ONLY IN TEXAS
I have just been reading a missive from our friends Bob and Omi in Texas (probably last week) about the horrendous rain they were having. Well here in San Diego we are learning about rain as well. (And we north-westerners thought we knew rain.)
We arrived at our RV park in Chula Vista Tuesday morning, got our groceries, and settled in just before the storm hit (#2 I think). Between the rain and the wind it was a challenge to get to the laundry room—luckily not far away. We gave up wearing shoes and settled for flip flops so we could wade across the street turned stream. Luckily the storm abated in time for a late afternoon walk and fish tacos at the marina bar nearby. A rave note about the Chula Vista RV park—the wonderful location near marina and bay front and proximity to the trolley line—the facilities including a pool and hot tub we may not get to try, and an exercise room that we surely will—all of this we are getting for $47 a night. (see earlier entry about state parks).
SOME ADVENTURE
Luckily Wednesday morning was a lull between the storms. We set off for the trolley stop, almost a half hour walk but not entirely unpleasant, and caught the trolley to the San Diego mission and back to Old Town. We spent more time on the trolley and finding lunch than anything else but it was fun. In the afternoon the weather started deteriorating again. At 2 pm we were picked up by Pete and Jen. (Pete was a friend from grad school whom I haven’t seen in 40 years). We did a wet tour of the town and drove out to Cabrillo National Monument at the tip of Point Loma. . When we blew in the door to the Visitor Center the wind was blowing 51.3mph. At the beach the waves were unlike any the Californians had seen before. The huge waves were magnified by the wind sending up tufts of spray. In Ocean Beach just to the north, the waves were bashing the pier. Luckily we spent the late afternoon indoors enjoying the amazing view of the city (when it wasn’t totally weather obscured) and enjoying wine and pizza. Thankfully they drove us home.Thursday morning we ventured out with Ida to visit my mom’s cousins Jim and Ruth who live only 7 miles from here (the long way). It was an adventure even so. Now we are back in the park waiting out the storm.
I tried posting photos but it was too slow. Maybe later.
I have just been reading a missive from our friends Bob and Omi in Texas (probably last week) about the horrendous rain they were having. Well here in San Diego we are learning about rain as well. (And we north-westerners thought we knew rain.)
We arrived at our RV park in Chula Vista Tuesday morning, got our groceries, and settled in just before the storm hit (#2 I think). Between the rain and the wind it was a challenge to get to the laundry room—luckily not far away. We gave up wearing shoes and settled for flip flops so we could wade across the street turned stream. Luckily the storm abated in time for a late afternoon walk and fish tacos at the marina bar nearby. A rave note about the Chula Vista RV park—the wonderful location near marina and bay front and proximity to the trolley line—the facilities including a pool and hot tub we may not get to try, and an exercise room that we surely will—all of this we are getting for $47 a night. (see earlier entry about state parks).
SOME ADVENTURE
Luckily Wednesday morning was a lull between the storms. We set off for the trolley stop, almost a half hour walk but not entirely unpleasant, and caught the trolley to the San Diego mission and back to Old Town. We spent more time on the trolley and finding lunch than anything else but it was fun. In the afternoon the weather started deteriorating again. At 2 pm we were picked up by Pete and Jen. (Pete was a friend from grad school whom I haven’t seen in 40 years). We did a wet tour of the town and drove out to Cabrillo National Monument at the tip of Point Loma. . When we blew in the door to the Visitor Center the wind was blowing 51.3mph. At the beach the waves were unlike any the Californians had seen before. The huge waves were magnified by the wind sending up tufts of spray. In Ocean Beach just to the north, the waves were bashing the pier. Luckily we spent the late afternoon indoors enjoying the amazing view of the city (when it wasn’t totally weather obscured) and enjoying wine and pizza. Thankfully they drove us home.Thursday morning we ventured out with Ida to visit my mom’s cousins Jim and Ruth who live only 7 miles from here (the long way). It was an adventure even so. Now we are back in the park waiting out the storm.
I tried posting photos but it was too slow. Maybe later.
# posted by Carol Harma @ 4:05 PM 
