Driving from L.A. to San Diego
In search of relaxing beaches in San Diego, we headed down the coast at night, passing miles of beach campfires along the way. We arrived in San Diego in time to join the entire hostel on a trip to a local bar, then back to the beachside hostel terrace for more fun. The next day was spent doing what we all had dreamed of—nothing at all—on the beach, in the sunshine. This squirrel, by the way, lived in La Jolla and seemed to know exactly what he was doing.