June 29, 2012 - San Diego to Las Angeles xxx miles (I forgot to look and am too lazy to go back to the car now).
Today did not go nearly liked I had hoped or planned. I got a later start from San Diego than I had expected. Then, I couldn't really find the Pacific Coast Highway in San Diego, so I ended up taking I-5 north out of the city. I managed to get on PCH just south of Orange County and meandered my way along the coast through Dana Point, Laguna Beach, and Newport Beach. These towns were exactly what I expected of an Orange County beach town.
My cousin Bob - who recently moved from LA - suggested I get these awesome Korean BBQ tacos from a food truck parked near Universal Studios. As I needed to get there by 230, I left PCH and got back on the interstate. When I finally got to the food trucks, the one he suggested was not there. He had read the website wrong. I "settled" for some pretty awesome tacos from another truck and then set off to find my hotel. The hotel should have been a 30 minute drive, but took 90 minutes. (Driving around LA today confirmed that I wouldn't want to live in the city - too much traffic. AND, the traffic wasn't even all that bad for LA).
When I arrived, they said they did not have my reservation as they said I had booked for Thursday night, not Friday night. They charged me as a no-show for Thursday night and couldn't honor the price I had booked at for Friday. They only had suites available so my $75 hotel room was going to cost me over $200. I used their phone to complain to the Choice Hotels corporate office and by the time I got off the phone, she didn't even have the suites available. They sent me to another Comfort Inn, which is actually nicer. I plan to dispute the charges on my credit card.
So, I was not having a good day when I got to Dodger Stadium for the Met-Dodgers game. I decided to splurge and bought a ticket right behind home plate. The seat was phenomenal - about 8 rows back from home plate. The Mets' knuckleballer All-Star pitcher, R.A. Dickey was pitching and from my seats, I could really see how the ball moved all over the place. He pitched a fantastic game - with only one base runner through 6 innings and 10 strike outs. He ended up going 8 innings, no runs, giving up 3 hits, a walk, and a hit by pitch. Just a fabulous pitching performance. (and as I didn't care who won, I was perfectly fine seeing the Mets win in a blow-out).
I kept score by hand throughout the game, which made for a nice and relaxing way to spend the game. Without anyone else at the game with me, I was happy to sit there and mark the game's progress with pen and paper. I became the guy who was keeping score in the section. Two fathers explained to their sons what I was doing. Several people asked me for stats during the game (particularly how many strikeouts Dickey had). A fireworks show finished off the night and made for a spectacularly enjoyable evening.