I’ve been living in San Diego for a year and half now, but I haven’t really explored much of San Diego as a local. I mean, my last San Diego-related post was from Christmas last year. Yikes. In an attempt to rectify this, Roan and I got ourselves annual memberships at the San Diego Zoo. We thought we got a really good deal with our membership since it includes unlimited entry to the Safari Park in Escondido, too.
I’d be lying if I tell you I’m having the best Christmas of my life. It’s my first Christmas away from home, and I find it difficult to process how to be cheerful towards my most favorite holiday of the year. Roan and I have been married for two years, but we’re only starting our own traditions now since I just moved here in the US this year.
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.
If I’m being completely honest, I don’t know much about baseball. In fact, the New York Yankees were the only baseball team I knew, and I was horrified to find out that there are 30 of them in two different leagues, the National and American. I always thought they were the sole American team, in case you’re wondering.
Truthfully, while I love going outdoors with Roan, hiking has never been my forte. This takes me back to that hike up (1,000+ steps) to the Tiger Cave Temple in Krabi, Thailand on our honeymoon when I started to feel sick halfway through. I also wouldn’t deny the fact that I whined about the struggle 95% of the time, hence taking us longer to reach the summit than usual. If you’re the type who tends to race to get to the [non-existent] finish line, then I’m not your best hiking buddy.
Confession time! In spite of having the biggest storage memory on my iPhone, I’m not comfortable keeping a lot of photos and videos in my media gallery. Maybe it’s just me, but doing so makes me anxious that I risk getting rid of them altogether at once. This weekend, I did just that. I transferred some of our travel photos to my external hard drive, and sent most of the edited ones to Roan for additional backup.
If you’re visiting San Diego, it’s of vital importance to go to Balboa Park. The park is so big that you don’t really need to go to every museum or attraction in a day. Balboa Park is packed with a lot of attractions and museums, which are perfect for locals and tourists alike. To be quite honest with you all, I’ve been to this place three times since April. The first was with Roan, the second was with Dad, then the third was with my Auntie Marie.