In San Diego

Now I find myself in the Point Loma neighborhood of San Diego, home to the famous Sunset Cliffs. Yesterday’s journey started off with a walk in Los Angeles from Koreatown to Union Station. On the way I passed the LA Philharmonic Concert Hall, and I thought up a joke:

“What’s the fastest way to the LA Phil, Phil?”

“Practice.”

At Union Station I spent two hours in parking lot next to Aladdin Bail Bonds, because our Flix bus was late. But not to fear, there was a food truck and I dined on spicy quesadillas. I also broke out my fiddle and played a jig. No worries about the large correctional institution across the street, or the sherif driving by several times.

My music attracted the attention of Ron, who was very friendly, along with his Chihuaua, Joe. We has a great conversation about BB King, Dave Brubeck, and other musicians. Could little Joe be the Great Spirit, I wondered, as the dog spun around, chasing and biting his own tail?

In La Jolla, I spent a couple hours walking and chatting with my high school friend Ginger Stauffer. Then I met with Dr. Simerjot Jassal, the UCSD Internal Medicine program director. And now I am settled in at Ben Hulley’s house in Point Loma. Ben is a hospitalist at the San Diego VA, and a fledgling guitarist.

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