Bad Carl

So, again it has been a while since I have gotten around to updating this blog, I hope that people have been checking out my photographs on flicker... those seem to be keeping a more up to date account of my happenings. I feel lucky to have spent nearly two and a half weeks in the San Diego area, it is a very beautiful section of the country. Bob introduced me to a bunch of great people, and the good times had, were countless.

I arrived in Carlsbad on the Friday before the super bowl. It is a town in the North County section of San Diego, only Oceanside separates it and Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton to the north. My first thoughts were "why did I have to get stationed at Camp Lejeune in the middle of nowhere North Carolina?". Out here it is absolutely beautiful, with the beaches and the palm trees, the surfers in the bright blue water and the running women wearing hardly anything. In Cleveland these women have gone into hibernation until late May or even August. I met up with Bob at his place which is but a block and a half from the beach and just a bit more from "Downtown Carlsbad". His place was a decent one bedroom with absolutely no furniture except for his bed. That first evening we just walked to the downtown area and grabbed some cheap pizza. That evening we met up with Bob's friend Frank. He is also an officer at Camp Pendleton, they were just a year apart at the Naval Academy and shockingly they both went to the same high school. We went dancing at a place in Carlsbad and met up with two of Frank's roommates, a married couple. The next day (Saturday)... we went to Old Town area and purchased a convertible couch that I could sleep on. I would not arrive until Monday. From there we headed to the Gas Lamp District and just walked around. After a bit of a walk we decided to grab some lunch, but had a terrible time deciding where to eat. While trying to decide I stopped into a Volcom store and found nothing to purchase, but I did ask the people working there what they liked to eat in the area. They suggested a deli that appears to be nothing more than a liquor store. The sign on the out side just states:

MARKET
DELI
ATM

The sandwiches were nothing to write home about... Later Bob and I got some pretty good thai food in La Jolla and met up with Frank and two of his female friends at the Comedy Store. The comedians were quite funny & enjoyable. The next day, I got up early and went to get the ingredients to make a whole bunch of guacamole to take over Frank's where there would be ~15 people to watch the Super Bowl at 3:30pm. The guac was a hit and we all had a great time watching the game, to bad the commercials were not up to par this year. Bob got a haircut that evening while I just chilled back at his place. Monday I went running and did some laundry, waited for the couch to show up and went to go see Smokin' Aces while Bob continued to wait for the couch.

(I have slowly been working on this posting since Valentines Day.)