San Diego is where it’s at.
Well, okay, where Christopher and I are at.
Yup, dear friends. It’s official.
We are now bona fide, without-a-shadow-of-a-doubt San Diegans.
And I am not quite sure how I feel about it yet.
It’s kind of like how that line in that Soundgarden song goes:
I’m looking California and feeling Minnesota.
Now, I don’t quite look California (too pale), and not quite Minnesota because I’m no longer perpetually chilled and just too darn glad to be here. Continue reading