I can’t help it. I have to write about food. This morning I went to a Mexican restaurant in San Diego Old Town and had Huevos Rancheros. This is the perfect place to have it and I couldn’t resist.
I took the hotel’s van to the rent-a-car place and picked up what they call a full-size car. It seemed a bit too small, but I could pack it with my suitcases and my bicycle with the back seat folded down. I drove over to the Lynn/Martin house and met Ann and Suellen.
After changing into my cycling clothes, we drove to Coronado Island for lunch. Then I got onto my bicycle, rode down the Strand through Imperial Beach and out to Border Field State Park. My intent was to get as close to the Mexican border as possible to reach my goal of riding from San Francisco to Mexico. Well, I got as close as possible but nor close enough to touch my wheel onto Mexican soil. It seems that the last 1/4 mile of the road is subject to flooding and today was one of those flooding days. I could have ridden through the water covering the road, but I was warned that it was contaminated by the lack of sewage treatment from Tijuana. I rode west to the beach instead. And I got a photo of the Plaza de Toros across the fence.
After that, I turned around and rode back to Coronado, met Ann and Suellen and drove back to Ocean Beach. Here is a link to my route.
John got home just after we arrived. We all cleaned up and went to Stone Brewery for dinner. I had a small (aka large) garden salad and Mac and Beer Cheese. We tasted Sublimely Righteous Ale, Cali-Belgic IPA and OAKED Arrogant Bastard Ale. Suellen had something from the Russian River.
We are back in Ocean Beach. It’s almost 9:00. Suellen and John are in bed already. Ann and I are getting ready.
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