San Diego Rehabilitation Stop

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Saturday, May 26, 2012

As with any trip in a country where someone related to you lives, you go out of your way to see them. For me, this is my brother James who lives in San Diego.

I travelled to San Diego to see him and unfortunately the timing of the trip coincided with me having the flu. I wasn't much fun, although I tried to be engaged when James and Monique were around. They obviously went to a lot of effort to show me around San Diego as well, so I felt somewhat guilty that I was unable to show my appreciation as much as I would have if I hadn’t felt like death.

Also, as with any family reunion there are always little issues and in my opinion James and I have our share of issues just like any other siblings would. Unfortunately, I feel these issues are the reason we can’t be as close as I’d honestly like to be.

However, the point of this blog is to let the few of you who actually read this know what I saw, did, experienced in each place and so I shall give it a go!

I arrived in San Diego after travelling from Vegas and looked around for James who said he’d pick me up. I had lost my phone a few days earlier so I had no way of contacting him and hoped James was still coming. My backup plan was to get a hostel anyway but I did want to see James. I saw a strange bearded man in a car, looked kind of like James so I cautiously walked over towards the car kind of looking away but keeping an eye on him hoping he’d show recognition when he saw me. Then he waved and I knew it was James.

James and Monique took me to their favourite burrito place (can’t remember the name). They served food kinda like Subway, except Mexican. It was good.

Later they introduced me to some of their friends and we went to play beach volleyball. I was feeling terrible when we got to the beach, every muscle in my stomach was in extreme pain and I felt like I was going to throw up. I told James I was just going to lie down for 10-15 minutes while they played volleyball to see if my body would relax a bit. I ignored the sarcastic/peer-pressure filled comments, and the looks of disapproval and lied down. After a little while I got up and joined in, and was so glad I had let my stomach settle first because it meant I got to actually enjoy the game. It was a fun day.

That night, pure James and Monique style, was a dedicated piss-up. They had their friends over and played beer pong. When Monique was clearly hammered was when she started singing. For James, it was when he played The Beard’s song 'You Should Consider Having Sex With A Bearded Man’.

As proof of my critical assessment of their drunken status during the night, I later found out that James had thrown up on Monique in bed and at about 10am-ish I saw Monique throwing up in a garden. It was a touching scene though, James held her hair and supported her which was really sweet. I do like that about their relationship, they are always right there by each other’s side supportively accepting every single thing about each other. I still find myself stopping and realising how happy I am that James found the perfect girl for him (you probably think it is strange how a paragraph starting about throw up can end with comments about love!)

I really was appreciating how James and Monique continued to go out of their way to show me as much of San Diego as possible, but was still having difficulty focusing on much other than my extreme need to sleep. They took me to La Jolla for breakfast with their friends, by this point I felt like I was getting to know some of their friends quite well and I liked all of them. The breakfast taco I ordered was delicious. Breakfast was way too expensive for me though, and even though I tried to order one of the cheaper items on the menu, the way they decided to split the check didn’t help me at all…. $20 later.

Then they showed me the seals at the Children’s Beach. Here I learnt that I should not mention the rest of my backpacking trip so much, when James didn’t appreciate me telling him I saw seals when I was in Alaska. Like it meant his seals weren’t good enough or something… which they were. It was a cool location, very pretty beach and the seals were a cool addition to the mix.

Afterwards we went to a Memorial Day site, and this was I think when I realised that this sickness wasn’t just going to go away quickly… unfortunately. As I was walking the 100 meters up a slight paved hill to the site I felt dizzy, my vision was blurry and my focus was not focused. The site was cool though, and it gave me a chance to see two things: the view of San Diego from the top of the hill and the view of May-Gray (the rhyme San Diego has for the weather in SD during May).

Monday came… sweet sweet Monday. You know what this meant? This meant James and Monique were working. While I really did come to San Diego to spend time with them, this flu was not going away and I was looking forwards to rest. I literally spent the first 3 and a half days of that week braindead, with no energy and used a crap load of tissues. I had James and Monique criticising me every afternoon for being lazy… I tried to explain that travelling for me was not a holiday, it was my life. Sometimes you need to take a few days off, and it just so happened that it coincided with San Diego. At one point it did get to me though, with me stopping and asking Monique if she’d just give me a break and stop bringing up the fact that I didn’t really do much.

I have noticed something though, it isn’t James and Monique who have changed. They were always sarcastic. My family is always using insults as humour, and it is the way they seem to show affection. For me though, I think I have changed. I don’t really want to use insults as affection, I’d rather just try to use affection… be nice. It is amazing how life can lead you in different directions sometimes.

I was feeling mostly better by the weekend, and so we went out drinking. Met up with James’s friends, and some of their British friends. It was alright. During the night I just did what I usually do to enjoy myself, meet random people. Some guys at the bar, who I had no interest in but were funny, dared me to go talk to random people which I did. Turns out one of these random people was a fluffer… only in California! (Fluffer is the title of a job in the porn industry if you are wondering!)

On Sunday, James and Monique asked me what I’d like to do. I told them I’d like to do a hike. So, they took me to a hike out to a waterfall. It was a nice walk and showed me some interesting environmental characteristics of San Diego (I think I know where some of their ideas for aliens come from now).

After this, it was time to leave San Diego and head back to Boise where my American family was awaiting and were going to take me on an epic road trip! I was still getting over the flu but was feeling a lot better than I had a week earlier.
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