Spring Break in San Diego Part 2

So I left San Diego on Wednesday night, partly because I would be able to readjust to East coast time and partly because the friend I was staying with was going on vacation starting Thursday. Picking up where I left off on Sunday, the El Nino that was supposed to hit didn't until Monday, so we went to the San Diego Museum of Art in Balboa Park. Balboa Park has a bunch of different museum to go to, but we didn't have time to go to any other ones unfortunately. Here is a picture of the Museum of Man, which would have been cool to see just for the architecture.

The art museum had a nice combination of ancient artifacts and fine art paintings, which was good because the museum was kind of small (I may be bias because I grew up going to the Met and Museum of Natural History in New York). They were having an exhibition on East Asian art when I went, as well as German Expressionism, Medieval portraits, and Harry Sternberg.

The museum was really nice and, as said before, had a nice selection of different types of art. After, we walked around Balboa Park for a while, and then headed home.  

Monday and the better part of Tuesday, unfortunately, were days wasted by the rain storm, and the fact that no one knows how to drive in the rain because of the drought currently happening in California. After everything cleared up, my friend's grandparents took us out to lunch and for a drive in the rumbleseat of their vintage car. They very fittingly took my friend and I, who I met on my German summer study, to one of the two German restaurants in San Diego.

The restaurant was literally called "Sausage & More"

Then on Wednesday, my last day in California, we went on a tour of the San Diego beaches. We started in Del Mar, worked our way through Torrey Pines, and ended in La Jolla. In La Jolla we stopped for lunch at a place called the Crab Catcher and went down into the Sunny Jim Sea Cave underneath the Cave Store (name fits pretty well). Everything is very picturesque. So much so that I have tons of pictures to show you. 

After spending the day at different beaches, my bags were packed and I sadly boarded my plane back home. Here is a pro-tip for flying: never pick a seat in the last row. The seats do not recline the 2 inches that all the other ones do. Somewhat fortunately though, no one was sitting in the middle seat of my row so I was able to stretch out a little. I landed at 5:30 in the morning, more awake than I had expected, and then promptly when I got home, fell asleep. 

Hopefully I will be able to go back to San Diego in December if/when I start my Semester Abroad because the program I've applied to leaves from there. 

Talk to you later,

-Karin xx