After the Cabrillo monument, we took a slight detour down to Ocean Beach. Apparently, this was once the meth capital of California, but now it's been upgraded to marihuana capital. We saw dozens of young, wannabe hippies in dirty, filthy clothes there, and how I'd love to get my hands on them. A haircut and a job (or a few months in the Army) would probably do the sniveling, little fuckers a world of good.
We took some pics of the beach and also found time to stuff face at a brilliant place that served Belgian waffles with ice, like a sandwich. Mmmmmm.
All Ocean Beach pics
here.
Two ugly, dirty, flearidden mutts. And their cute puppies. Eheheheheheh.
A seagull(?) caught midflight.
The beach.
Ice & waffle sandwich.
Apple pie. Be still, my aching stomach.
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