We strolled around Old Town San Diego.
We didn’t really see much. We went there in the late afternoon closer to dinner time. Except for the restaurants and the Whaley House which we will explore later, almost everything was closed…
I thought we were going to see a lot of really old Spanish architecture, etc. I guess I had an idea of what Old San Diego was supposed to look like, but it wasn’t what I imagined.
Have you guys experienced that?
Went somewhere expecting one thing and instead, experienced something completely different?
I guess that’s also the thrill of travel. I have to admit that I was disappointed, but soon got over it.
Who am I to complain?
The blessing of travel is that you get away from the norm. To get away just a little (or a lot) and to rediscover who you are…
Isn’t that what travel is all about?
Looking back, we still managed to see some nice architecture like the church with the beautiful blue dome (closed) and some old buildings that look like museums and these markets that were selling souvenirs.
I saw this little bird trying to get its din din. Unfortunately, I think I scared it away because it didn’t know I was watching. Sorry!!!
I hope you were able to get your din din when we left you alone.