me and gabe and some windmills

Normal Heights, San Diego (Summer 2004)

Normal Heights, San Diego, California. Summer 2004.

I love the old neighborhoods in San Diego. There's a warm, sleepy feeling to the old neighborhoods of that city. There are 24 hour coffeeshops next to Cairene hukah bars, there's a lazy afternoon aesthetic that settled in to place, I guess, in the post-war times, and then the big metropolis grew up all around. I love these old neon signs that grace the neighborhood. Sleepy little Normal Heights, Adams Avenue. I think people have the wrong idea about San Diego. So much sprawl. Driving through on I-5 or I-805--you get the wrong idea. At 70 miles per hour you'll miss it, you won't find the heart of gold. I've been thinking about San Diego lately. I could live in Hillcrest and swim with the sand sharks at lunchtime.