Last weekend was filled with multiple occasions that called for celebration: my guy’s birthday, Valentine’s Day, President’s Day weekend (and, thus, a four-day weekend for me). Being that Dash and I share a love of train rides, we decided to set off on an adventure to San Diego, where we both grew up, via Amtrak’s Surfliner, which hugs the coastline and offers some amazing views. You can see a few of the sights we observed on Friday afternoon in the slideshow above: the Pacific Ocean, the Del Mar Fairgrounds, the Solana Beach and Old Town train stops, Downtown San Diego and more.
But what’s even more incredible are the myriad scenes that I couldn’t quite capture on camera. The picturesque views conjured up daydreams, made me thank God for His creation and gave me a sense of peace.
The majestic, three-story Craftsman with two wooden chairs set outside, surrounded by flower beds and a babbling brook. In an instant, I pictured in my head a privileged, idyllic lifestyle with my love, where money is no object and our biggest concern is, “Do we prepare the filet mignon or the salmon at our dinner party tonight?”
The lone egret resting in the marshland, seemingly with not a care in the world.
The iconic red schoolhouse in San Clemente that, if done right, houses the creative imaginations of dozens of brilliant, precocious children.
The amused elderly couples and awestruck toddlers waving vigorously at the passing train in Del Mar, as if it were a part of their weekly routines and that a very important person was on the receiving end of said gesture.
The pristine bluff tops sprinkled with native plants of plentiful hues. The sitting ducks wandering about the lagoons. The eerie, solemn pet cemetery in Sorrento Valley that always weirded me out in my youth.
The passing snapshots worth far more than these words of mine can convey. So I sit back and vow to enjoy the scenery on our ride home.