So I have a longer post in the works about my "business trip" to San Diego this week. For a lot of folks trips like these are old hat. For me, though, this was my first time in a plane or seeing the ocean since Ethan was an unborn fetus. So that's what, at least 6 years?
I kind of think of myself as pretty worldly for a Logan, Utah dweller. I'm pretty well-informed, know what movies and music everyone's talking about, and try to be aware in general of the world around me outside of the kind of weird space that is Utah.
Turns out I'm just another hick rube.
Here are some things I thought were weird or interesting:
Fancy restaurants, it turns out, like to print menus without decimal points. This is how you know the restaurant is fancy, you see. People spend more on booze than on their meals, even when said meal costs $50. They do this because they put the meals on their company credit cards. We spent one night walking around the Gaslamp District and I just stared at everything open-mouthed. I'm surprised I never used the phrase, "Aw shucks."
If you're a cool guy in the Gaslamp District, you're wearing a suit with the tie off and your shirt unbuttoned. You're saying, "I just finished work at a high-powered business place but I'm letting my hair down. I'm rich, but can relax."
I feel like I started to get acclimated, though. I could get used to seeing other places on someone else's dime. That being said, I love coming back to my quiet little domestic life where everyone missed me.
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