BEST WESTERN Mission Bay
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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There is a great area in San Diego called the Gas lamp which if I had to describe it is a bit like Bourbon Street in NO.... but might be a bit better, perhaps a little classier... since beads don't come into it! Lol anyway, we figured we would go there tomorrow, but there is a Yard house that is close and within walking distance. One has to pass the time before dinner... so why not a beverage! ...
... He got the full stink eye with attitude! ;) It was all sorted and the confusion ended up being over another booking that was cancelled with the same last name as me. The hotel was a renovated old bank. With vaults and safe deposit boxes on the bottom floor of the building. It was beautiful. Kicking myself I didn't take any photos. It was quite a rushed stay in San Diego. Three nights and only two full days. When ...
... On a 120 m hill the lighthouse could be seen for up to 32 miles. We explored the Keepers house where we saw the lamp and how the mirrors worked. In the lighthouse we had a glance in the living room, kitchen, and bedrooms and up the ladder to the lamp… they had a nice view for living, but for sure remote.
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In the distance, the Coronado Bridge added beauty to the décor. It linked San Diego to Coronado, an island in the middle of San Diego’s Bay!
Interestingly, it is the third deadliest suicide bridge in the USA trailing only the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco and the ...
So, beardless and cleaned up, I moved to San Diego, hoping not quite so many gay people would be trying to hit on me. This again was not the case... On the bus ride from LA, I was just sat listening to music, minding my own business, when some creepy dude in front turned round just to stare between the gap of the seats intensely until I took my earplugs out so he could tell me how beautiful I was.
He started to ask about what music I was listening to, so hoping that might be ...