Food: The Rockin' Baja, San Diego, CA

I've been neglecting my travel blog for too long, so I'm going to begin to make up for some lost time.  As you recall, I was out in San Diego for work the better parts of 2011-2012 and I sorely missed SoCal!  That being said, I took a family vacation to San Diego in August and had to go to my old stomping grounds, The Rockin' Baja as soon as we landed.

I must say, I felt right at home even if it had been over a year since the last time I was there.  Brooke, the best bartender in San Diego, remembered my favorite beer and was able to finally meet the rest of the family.

Mike and Devin love Brooke!

Jay, the manager, also remembered me and made us feel right at home.  The food was delicious (I had the shrimp fajitas), the drinks cold, and the atmosphere awesome.  It's nice to know that you have a place where people remember you, even if you're 3,000 miles away!  I can't wait to go back again!!!

The Family at the Rockin' Baja

Lea and Sami enjoying some refreshments

Nightlife: The Gaslamp District, San Diego, Day 26

July 13, 2012 -- "All good things come to an end."  That's a quote that we've all heard, and when I hear it I make sure I make the best of the situation.  With tonight being the final night in San Diego, me, Enrique, and Rocco hit the Gaslamp District.  Of course the first place we went to was the Rockin' Baja.  Did I mention before that we love Brooke?!?  Once her eyes locked on us, she started pouring the beers!  Being Comic-Con weekend, we saw plenty of sights, including the Zombie Walk down 5th Avenue.  Keeping in the spirit of the day, Brooke made me where a crown with horns -- how could I refuse.  I told her that if I needed to wear the crown, I wanted a picture with her.  Nice shot, huh?

Believe me, I hated having to leave my favorite spot in San Diego, but you know the phrase.  I said goodbye to Brooke, Drew, and Jay and vowed to be back sooner than later.

We ended our night at the Searsucker one last time where we saw Rob Gronkowski of the New England Patriots.  I tried to get his attention -- I was even wearing a Patriots shirt, just look at the picture above! -- but he was too busy heading to his table of friends.  I didn't recognize any other pro athletes and I'm not one of those guys that gets all stupid when it comes to celebrities and athletes.  At least Rocco saw him as well and confirmed that we had a celebrity sighting.

With a 6:30 AM flight out in the morning, I headed to the Residence Inn in La Jolla for my last quiet night in one of the best places I've ever been.  Twenty-six days went by faster than you might think, but it was time to come back home to RI.