Friday, March 2 began my annual Baha’i Fast- which means no food or drink, other than medicinal, from sunrise to sunset, through March 20. Yes, today is the last day for another year. This will be my practice until I turn 70, then I don’t need to do an annual Fast.
Enough of the technical stuff, though. After getting the tire fixed, I headed up the coast to Mission Bay, then to La Jolla.
Here’s a view of Mission Bay Park.
La Jolla, of course, has many things to recommend it. The big draw is the Cove, with its seal population.
Those checking out the Cove can find exquisite accommodations, like La Valencia Hotel.
Fine old churches may be found, like St. James of the Sea.
Then, there is a branch of the Museum of Contemporary Art.
Another key element of La Jolla life is Scripps Oceanographic Institute, home of Birch Aquarium.
The accent here is on sea horses and their close relatives.
The Birch examines three coastal areas: The Pacific Northwest, San Diego Bay and the coast of Baja California.
I ended my Scripps visit with a view of the research pier.
Then, it was on to Torrey Pines State Preserve, a hiker’s beach, as well as a surfer’s delight.
Dr. Thomas Whittaker built a botanical garden here. It bears his name.
The trail offers sweeping views of the ocean ahead.
It also accents the delicate geology of the coast.
We have Miss Ellen Browning Scripps to thank, for having preserved the unique Torrey Pines, which exist here and on remote Santa Cruz Island, off the coast of Santa Barbara.
I also got a kick out of watching the surfers messing around with each other, after a good day’s ride. One lovely and spirited young lady was giving warm showers over the wall, to her male counterparts.
Friday night took me to my favoured motel in Carlsbad, the Econolodge, and to Jay’s Gourmet, for a salmon Caesar salad.
Saturday’s agenda was a brief stop at Oceanside Marina, where I walked along the Rock Walk and observed more surfers and beachcombers, then a visit to Heisler Park, in Laguna Beach.
Here are some Oceanside scenes:
I bought a ball cap at the mall adjacent to this lighthouse.
Here’s the Rock Walk, with a channel running alongside it.
Activities were varied.
As you can see, the weekend’s weather was perfect.
Heisler Park has a small botanical garden, and some fine views of Santa Catalina Island.
With the afternoon approaching, I headed past the other beach towns and went to Del Amo Mall, in Torrance, where I met a couple of friends from my other blog site.
I ended the day in LA, spending some time at LA County Museum of Art, and the La Brea Tarpits.
The Museum galleries are not an area where I care to take photographs. I did thoroughly enjoy the Japanese, American and Latin American galleries. The netsuke in the first gallery is amazingly intricate. A majestic Herter Mirror crowns the American gallery, which is also filled with representations from all periods of our nation’s art tradition, from Gilbert Stuart, to Pollack and Warhol. The Latin American collection does justice to the Mexican Masters: Orozco, Siqueiros, Rivera, Tamayo and Kahlo, and introduces fine artists from Argentina, Chile, Brazil and Venezuela, as well.
I felt badly for the mastodon family.
The smilodons, though, are another matter.
With evening falling, I went to Koreatown and enjoyed some kickass fish cake soup at Hite Kwang Jang, on Wilshire Boulevard. Then, it was off to a Super 8, in Commerce, for my nighty-night.
Sunday, I woke up bright and early and enjoyed the leftovers from my Korean dinner. Next up was a morning at Los Angeles Baha’i Center, meeting people I know I will see again and again, and enjoying their discourse and their sounds.
‘Abdu’l-Baha, the Son of the Founder of our Faith, came to the US and Canada in 1912, so we are preparing to celebrate the centenary of His visit. His portrait is in the photo below.
We Baha’is offer this message to our fellow humans:
I capped my visit to southern California, by meeting two more friends from my other blog site, in Ontario, CA.
I missed but one goal of this trip: Palm Springs Tram. There is always June, though. I did make a small contribution to Coachella Valley cuisine- while at a Panera Bread shop for Sunday night dinner, I opted to have my salmon club sandwich on bruschetta, since they were out of croissants. Bruschetta is a most versatile bread, so now the sandwich masters of Desert Hot Springs have a new offering.
I got home at around 1 AM, ending yet another fun-packed week.