Greetings from Santa Ana! It may sound like I’m far away from home, but it’s actually just under two hours drive from San Diego. Roan and I are staying here from Sunday afternoon to Tuesday evening since he’s attending a 2-day training/seminar in the South Coast area. I decided to join Roan on this trip to get a chance to explore around the city while he does what he came here for.
Besides hiking Mount Woodson (a.k.a Potato Chip Rock) during the summer, the last time Roan and I have been in the mountains was when we an aerial tramway to Mount Jacinto, which is 8,000+ ft above sea-level. Since the weather in San Diego had been cooler these days, we thought of exploring Palomar Mountain. Following our trip to the Palomar Observatory, Roan and I drove about 10 miles worth of hairpin turns to Palomar Mountain State Park.
When I was about 10 years old, I had a strange obsession with constellations that I wanted to be an astronomer. Back then, I especially looked forward to going to science and space museums on school field trips. The more interactive they are, the more exciting they seem to me. For this reason, I received a telescope (similar) from my parents for Christmas. With the help of Dad, I loved setting it up on our roof deck back home, especially when the sky’s clear and the moon’s bright. You never what you’re missing until you observe celestial objects in the sky through a telescope.
I was born and raised Catholic. This post isn’t entirely about the depths of my faith, but as a practicing Catholic, I have inherited a tradition that’s been passed on from one generation to another. Over the years, going to mass on my actual birthday has always been a top priority in my to-do’s list. For my birthday this year, Roan took me to one of the oldest churches, if not in the world, here in San Diego.
Sometimes, when Roan and I have no major travel plans for the weekend, we’d think of nearby places we could go to. Some days, hanging out at the mall seems plausible, but it also makes us vulnerable to unnecessary spending. Going on a food-trip, sometimes, just won’t cut it either. On the days we want to breathe some fresh air, we’d drive down Coronado Island to do just that.
Do you know Jan of Jan Loves? I wouldn’t say that we had a “blogger meet-up” because, in case you didn’t know, her husband Ron and I have known each other since college. Apparently, Roan is good friends with him, too, since they were in the same circle of friends back then. Roan’s and my world are so small that we have a lot of common friends from way back when. Anyway, Jan and Ron (WARNING: You may find our names confusing!) live just east of LA, so we sort of required them to free their calendar up on the day of the CHVRCHES concert. Luckily, they just got back from their trip to Seattle, so they saved the date for a mini reunion.
Did you know that Laguna Beach refers to itself as an “art colony”? In fact, if you’re driving towards the Coast Highway, you will find a series of art galleries along Laguna Canyon Road on either side. Roan and I didn’t have the chance to go to one until we were done exploring the beach side of the city. We hopped on a red trolley, and decided we’d check out one of the on-going art festivals.
In almost every tourist spot one goes, it’s expected that finding a decent parking spot is going to be an issue. Good thing we got there early, so we were able to find a decent spot, albeit paid parking, then just rode the Laguna Beach Trolley for free! I think Roan loved it more than I did since he didn’t have to worry about directions and parking spaces; we just simply enjoyed the ride.