A Weekend In the City

If you like Bloc Party you'll get the title. If not, you're out of the loop. There are some good tunes on their myspace. This past weekend was quite an adventure. On Friday I saw "Dan In Real Life", which I highly recommend. Jay told me to go see it. It's incredibly funny and simultaneously heartwarming. Saturday we ventured down to Tijuana. Oh Tijuana. Dollar Coronas and generic Viagra. Quite the experience. There were little children running up to us constantly trying to sell their chicklets. Remember chicklets? Well apparently they're all the rage south of the border. It was incredibly depressing. TJ is basically a huge slum. There is this bridge you cross to get from the touristy border marketplace into downtown. Under the bridge there seems to be a septic channel flowing steadily downhill. It smelled pleasant. Like a rotting body. You want to talk about economic discomfort and social injustice? Spend an afternoon in the drug trafficking capital of the world.

On the bright side Mexican Coke just might change your life and/or your anti-soda arrogance. It's delicious. It's made with cane sugar, which is far superior to high-fructose corn syrup. We went to this tiny little Spanish restaurant and enjoyed some tapas and sangria. We rode the trolley back home and went out to the Gaslamp district later that night. Gaslamp is amazing. Wine bars, cigar lounges, jazz clubs, coffee houses, and pretty much any nightlife you can think of is found here. Definitely the yuppie(is this an antiquated term?) hotspot. I witnessed a potential fight, which made my evening. We missed the last trolley home and were stuck downtown. So we made the best of it. We went to this swanky diner in the newly opened Hard Rock Hotel. Stuck it out until 3:30am and decided we needed to take a cab home. Keep in mind my bed time average hovers around 11 so this was tough. There were seven of us so we either had to take two cabs(roughly $70) or one van. We found a card to a ride service...but it was a really nice business card so we were worried about the compensation. The guy pulled up in a tricked out Surburban. We told him we made no money and worked for a non-profit and he cut us a deal. It was so nice to get into bed at 4:45am.

Sunday I ran some errands and we went to this hoe down at a church a half-hour north. Tried line dancing for the first time and watched the Colts embarrass themselves for the second week in a row. Pure joy. The church was called Existence. It was like Mosaic's little brother. If you want to check out their website just Google it. Pretty eventful but superficial I know. Next post we'll get into deeper topics. I had some thought-provoking conversations at Starbucks tonight. We'll get to it.

Good night for now. Love you guys.