Have I mentioned here abouts that I used to live in San Diego, CA? Well, I was a much younger bloke back then, though still single and (relatively) care free. My first stop this month happens to plop me down right in the heart of Mission Valley, just north of downtown San Diego. In all the years since I lived here, the beauty and placid life has remained largely unchanged.

Though I checked into my extended stay hotel suite’s lovely room almost 3 days ago, it feels as fresh and vibrant when I come back to it as the moment I walked in. My view of the valley has had me up bright and early every morning as my window faces east.

When I lived here before, there were a lot of places around town that I called home. Not sure, but thinking the same desire I have to travel for a living was exerting its influences on me when picking up and finding a new apartment was cheap and easy. Of course, nothing could be further from the truth now days. Those were leaner times.

The sales calls have been booked pretty solid most of the week, however tonight I’m definitely heading out to one of my favorite spots in the area. While I never really got into being in the ocean, for a while I lived just a few houses south of the Mission Beach Roller Coaster.

The coaster itself isn’t really all that scary. In fact, it might be considered quite quaint compared to the monstrosities that exist in major theme parks like Six Flags Magic Mountain or Knott’s Berry Farm. But it is fun and mellow nonetheless.

Personal memories of the first time I rode this attraction with someone that I was very attracted to are the main reason I’m heading back over to the seaside park. While lamenting is definitely not something I do much of, this was one relationship that easily falls into the category of the one that got away.

And we know that really means I was likely the dumbo in the relationship. But I’ve learned since then. Walking around the park, down Ocean Front Walk I pass right by the place I once lived for the summer. Spent more time that season pulling sand out of my shoes and clothes than the rest of my life combined. Gotta say, however, I might just be willing to do that again for all the perks that come with living on the beach in Southern California.

Up to Los Angeles tomorrow evening. Catch up with you after I check in and grab some grub.

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