Tijuana Or Bust

Tijuana is the city in Mexico that lies just across the border from the USA. James had always been very keen on taking the trip there to witness what exactly goes on there. I, on the other hand, was not interested in crossing the border after hearing from many people who had made the trip themselves, and so decided to put my time to good use. After a nice lie-in, I switched on Dog The Bounty Hunter on the telly box and started to go through my list of errands. This included sorting out my entire bag contents and choosing what things were necessary to send back to mum and dad back in England. In the box to be sent home were a number of trinkets and presents for family and friends, a pair of shoes, a rock, a small Earth stress ball and a small hip flask that only contains 2 shots. These were to be sent back by the US postal service as according to the chap behind the desk, they are the cheapest in the WORLD!

I had planned to visit some of the beaches in San Diego if I had time, but due to my phone still being knackered I had to use some of the time to sift through a huge host of forums to try and identify what exactly was wrong with the thing and how to fix it. But where to start? Should I update the firmware? Maybe I needed a new ROM? Or could it be that I needed to flash the Clockwork Recovery Mod? I didn’t get it fixed and will probably end up taking it to a phone shop somewhere, but we Gray’s always pride ourselves on being able to fix things ourselves. Plus, the GB v Senegal game from the Olympics was playing on NBC so I got slightly distracted and didn’t get everything finished by the time James got back from Tijuana. Speaking of which, we had agreed that we would meet back at the hotel at 14:00 and then on the hour every hour until we were both inside, because there was only one key between us. When the clock hit 14:00 and he still wasn’t back I didn’t worry. When the clock neared 15:00 I was almost verging on getting slightly worried as I had heard many many stories of what could happen on a trip to Tijuana. But arrive he did, and we then set about a trip to Balboa Park, as we had heard good things about it.

So which was is the USA then....?

When we arrived at the park it seemed like there was lots to see and do, but with a sizeable amount to cover. We strolled through the park, and it seemed very much smaller than we had anticipated for we had “done” the park in no time and were heading back into Downtown. We had assumed that we would get the bus back to the Lodge, but due to the hunger that we had worked up we needed to grab some fodder. To have a new experience we dived into a Jack In The Box near the bus stop. Similar to Burger King and McDonalds, but with MUCH bigger burgers! We were both surprisingly full afterwards and that was a good sign as we would not need a little dessert or something else to munch on afterwards. We did indeed get the bus back and holed up in the Lodge with a few cans of Natural Ice (5.9%) whilst catching up on the ‘Lympics and The Big Bang Theory (of which we have become unnervingly massive fans of). The following day would be our last in San Diego, but our first in Los Angeles!

Tree-mendous!