This is what has changed about San Diego, the Gaslamp District. I remember going there in the 80's and it was nothing but crappy bars where a fight could break out at any moment, porn shops and theaters, hookers, bikers, sailers, ptomaine tainted food joints, crack houses, flop houses and drunk "hotels". It was beautiful! A place where an old sweaty motorcycle guy in an old Tom and Jerry tee shirt fit right in! They have turned it into a yuppie paradise. High end resturants, wine bars, coffee houses that look like tea rooms and high end cigar shops. Now I like a good cigar as much as anyone, but the shope I go to here in Long Beach accept you no matter who you are. These had dudes in suits and ties on a Saturday! I was afraid to go in as I thought I'd get kicked back out! Fricken hated the whole neighborhood! Here's some pictures, anyways.
This is just blatent false advertising:
A statue in front of a bar called "Dick's Last Stand". Classic faux dive. If anyone showed up actually looking like this guy, they probably wouldn't let him in:
I couldn't stand the smell of douchey trendiness anymore, so it was back to the bike. Yes, I even found free parking in the Gaslamp!
Started back home, and got sick of the slab near San Clemente. Stopped for coffee (look familiar?).
Yup, the ice coffee was so good last time I decided to stop again. Played around with this cute puppy for a while:
Then I headed on down PCH and stopped at Doheny Beach. The bridge over PCH and the r.r. tracks made me feel like I was being walked out of the cell block:
The scenery was amazing:
Oh ya, this scenery too:
Yup, the beach is rocky:
Evidently this beach is for sunning and not for swimming:
Back on PCH towards home, I decided to stop at Sunset beach for gas. While filling, I saw this across the parking lot:
When I walked up, however, I saw this:
"You killed Coffee! You Bastards!"
Walking back to the gas station, I saw this dumpster.Don't know who Earl is, but the chicks dig him I guess:
A nice Goat pulled in for a fill up:
These bikes are for lookin' and not ridin':
Soon I was back in Long Beach at my favorite coffee house, Portfolio on 4th and Junipero, enjoying yet another urban sunset:
Thanks for coming along! Next week, unless something changes, it's the mountains. Either Wrightwood or Big Bear. Stay tuned...