Pacific Beach

After Cabrillo we eventually wound up at Pacific Beach, one of the many, many neighborhoods of San Diego. Here, we stuffed face solely on starters, including three plates of their juicy, yummy calamare. No food pics this time, but my it was gooood.

Afterwards we tried to walk off some of the sinfully good stuff on the beach. We walked out to a pier where you can rent the cozy little cabins (apparently very expensive) but where the public have access. I took some pics of the asshole surfers sitting quitely on their boards on one side of the pier, while people on the other side were enjoying actual waves. Hehehehe.

All pics here.

GET OFF MY LAWN!


Surfers. Assholes every one.


T'was a very nice day.


Lifesaver's station.


All the cabins have different carvings on the shutters. As stated previously, you can't go wrong with penguins.


Yet another asshole, this one probably slightly deranged. Yes, that is his headwear.